Chapter 9

The door sprang open silently. Darkness stood before them.

Behind these doors, the first rays of sun were shining upon the long corridors, and the faint hues of gold, embraced more fully by the dominant reds of early morning, were slowly painting the walls as two tall, broad silhouettes stood at the entrance’s edge.

Horse cum and bull semen came from them like the odor of pure fertility. Soon, once the air had settled after the opening of the massive doorway, the steam rose from their bodies in one large, almighty pillar, and up and up it went until it spread out along the ceiling, circa five hundred feet above them.

The two silhouette moved, and in the darkness they scattered out more fully. “I’m stuffed.” Said one figure while walking casually and perfectly straight. “Hadn’t eaten like this in, like, two months.”

The other silhouette, now a lighter shade against the overwhelming dark of the room, agreed. “Hmm. It’s nice having these celebrations once in a while.” The shade looked to the other. “We are Maidens now. Fully licensed, thoroughly trained veteran Maidens.” It spread out its limbs, forming a someone humanoid shape. “We deserve the little treat. Once in a while, at least.”

The door closed behind them. Only perfect darkness remained. “Was it you who ordered all windows shut?”

“Dunno. It’s actually been months since we’ve been to this room.” The figure paused and thought more thoroughly. “To this whole wing of the palace, actually.”

“It’s amazing.” The first figure whistled, but its whistle was very much broken and interrupted, like there was something liquid and thick and gooey on the figure’s lips. “I give our Maidens this: they do know how to build the most amazing places.” She clapped her hands, but the hands themselves were sticky and muffled by pounds of a gel-like substance. “Sunrise Overblues!” She commanded, and then the room was filled with light.

The darkness receded as pillars of purple, blue, and green rose first from the columns, then from the walls, then along the edges of the hanging gardens, plazas, and balconies, then along the football-field-sized plazas nearby, then along the recesses of the concrete further away, then along the depths of the hundred, two hundred or so pools and ponds and oasis that peppered the place with majestic nature, then along the gardens, then along the hills, then along the woods and the groves that were carefully raised there like oversized gardens, then finally along the ceiling, which was colored with stars, Milky Way arms, and the dazzling aquarelle of several supernovas just gone bust.

The room was of such a size that, from the spot where the two figures stood, neither could see any other wall except one of the doors behind their backs; the walls to their right, their left, and their fronts were so far away they were basically hidden beneath the horizon. “There we have it! A nice little lighting to pretend it’s still night.” One figure looked to the other—but it wasn’t a dark figure no more, but one huge, rather comic-looking ball of white goo. She laughed. “Heh, heh. We look so funny with all this semen!”

Then the two figures shook, and all over the ground around them massive pellets of thick semen fell, splashing loudly and hotly on the marble, so heavy as to almost give the impression that the floor would crack around their weight. Such a thing was not possible, of course. Certainly not for common bull and horse semen: that was an All-Out structure, and the full might of those two figures wouldn’t manage more than a dent on a couple of inches of its whole vast expanse.

There was laughter and humor coming from the figures, for though they had shaken themselves mightily, and the bulk of semen that had released from their bodies was worth hundreds of pounds, they were still almost all painted white. Only their profile, their silhouettes had been uncovered—and these silhouettes showed up the lines of two incredibly tall, incredibly strong, insanely over-muscular, massively endowed in both tits and ass, supremely hard and hot young female studs. Two Maidens who are at the top of their society. Two Maidens who were on their way to becoming gods.

Sun looked at Moon. Even with all the semen, her goldilocks provided a warm type of light that couldn’t be matched by any sun or any artificial contraption in that endless room. “I will give Rosana and Ororo this; all the chefs of today’s feast, actually: they did indeed pick up the bestest testicles in the world!” Scooping up a fingerful of bull semen from her tits, Sun marveled at just how much of the stuff—and how thick!—she managed to collect with a single short slight of her index finger. “Just look at this!” She licked and sucked the delicious manjar and felt a surge of power flowing downwards from her mouth, following the swallow of that powerful cream. “My womb is ready for some action!” She laughed at her own words, so silly. “I mean, really.” She touched her underbelly and spoke softly, almost with reverence. “My eggs are four times their usual size. I think you can see the shape of my womb on my skin. The thing is ... bulging out. Oh, my goddess.” She touched and squeezed her belly with the tips of her fingers, then raised her eyes expectantly towards... “Moon.” She shivered. They both did. “I think ... if you made love with me tonight...” Her posture changed: from casual friendship, it went to a pose of inviting temptation. Of submission. Of a damsel signaling to her stallion that yes. Yes, daddy. You can come here and fuck me! “You would give me children. I swear.”

Moon stood still. Sun gave her puppy eyes. Their bodies were fully covered in semen, so it was difficult to be further aroused by the perfection on Sun’s skin or the details of her amazing body, which were all hidden.

Moon didn’t think about arousal too much. Even sex itself disappeared from her mind as a single question hammered her painfully in the brain; an urge forty times more powerful than the hottest arousal, the most raging horniness she ever felt.

An urge she wouldn’t resist. She felt out of time. She felt that would be her only opportunity ... then never again.

“Moon?” Sun was puzzled by Moon’s reaction, and then worried: “Oh, my Moon. Is it Sayuri still?”

Boom! Moon shivered. Something about the mention of that Asian demigoddess’ name had a hurrying effect on Moon’s body. The hands of the clock, once five minutes to midnight, were now pushed to five seconds. Now or never. Speak of die!

“Will you marry me, Sun?”

...

...

Sun stood still. The colors flowed around her like whales made of dreams. Like the stairs from the ceiling and the many pillars turned into slow, giant jellyfish swimming so calmly around the goddesses. The room was filled with deep dark greens, purples, and blues—the perfect setting for a night of romance; their favorite configuration when setting the mood for a particularly long, voracious night of fucking.

The lights, the ambiance, the room itself prompted the goddesses to be together. Instead, they stood still, both giant women at the edge of expectancy; the tension between love and rejection: Moon began to twirl her fingers, and her eyes were colored with the fear of her lover saying “no.”

Sun, on the other hand, simply stood there. Many emotions were on her face, most of them unreadable—which was a shocker, something truly unique. Sun had always been the girliest and giddiest of the two, even to the point of hot-headedness. Whatever emotions she wore, she wore them on her sleeves. Now ... she was indecipherable. Any answer could come out of her mouth—though her aura, her powerful exudation of love and acceptance ... this gave Moon’s heart enough confidence and reason for hope. Like an antenna picking faint signals from outer space—mixed signals that nonetheless pointed towards another civilization, and one with desires of peace.

Sun opened her mouth. Her lips spread out apart slowly, enough so that their skin was glued, and Moon could see the sexy spreading between them, that gentle clinging that lips do when they’re so fat and moist.

Sun made some utterances, but nothing came out. Closing her lips, she moistened them, made them shine redder and more beautiful than they already were, and then she opened her mouth again more briskly, more suddenly, as if trying to push herself to a speedy answer—herself now overtaken by the same sense of urgency that made Moon ask her that question—that holy question!—so hastily.

“Of c-” She stammered. Damn it! She didn’t want to! No! Not then! Not now! She didn’t want to just say anything! Of course not! T’was the most special moment of her fucking life, goddess be damned!

She shivered. She wavered. She looked left and right. Her brain was hurting: her four-digit IQ was put to the test, scanning about fifty thousand sentences and lexical variations every tenth of a second, trying desperately to find the most romantic combination, the most perfect utterance that would actually convey the sheer ... love! ... and passion! ... and devotion! ... she felt in her soul!

She raised her hand to her forehead and rubbed it painfully. It was useless. Tried at it might, her powerful brain—the most powerful in the world—could simply not find a single sentence that accurately described the magnitude of those feelings she was having. About seventy thousand sentences came quite close, but also ... not close enough? Like ... not even remotely close at all? It was weird: the more she tried to talk and the more eloquently she talked, the further apart she grew from her heart. It was an indescribable thing that could only be described as ... the nature of love.

The more it was spoken, the less it was felt.

So the goddesses spent some time in silence, with Moon watching Sun’s increasing suffering, but saying nothing about it. There were no calls, no words, no reaching out with their hands, not even a deep look into each other’s eyes. Moon retreated to her corner and let her sister think, and Sun thought deeply for a while, ultimately making peace with her heart and intellect, admitting that the latter had no dominion over the former. None whatsoever.

If they looked at each other, it was timidly, vacillantly, like two little girls whose hearts had felt, for the very first time, the pangs of a crush budding into early romance and young pre-teen love.

Their eyes eventually met like this, coming and going from each other with such charming shyness, and they smiled.

“Yes.”

Sun saw her chance. Her opportunity. She didn’t even think about the word. She just said it... “Yes.” And it was done.

The two goddesses spent one more minute, maybe two, just leaning and swaying, coming here and there with their massive bodies, the semen on them only slowly dripping and flowing down, so thick it was, and not even particularly dry! “Cool.”

Moon’s voice came like a dream. It awakened in Sun the wildest dreams of love.

“Do you want to marry me ... Moon?”

Moon raised her eyes again. “Yes.”

Silence again. Both girls...

Yes, “girls”, for they were just that now: girls. Little girls. Little children once more, and hopefully forever, at least when they stayed with each other, at least when their hearts were open and earnest to one another, bleeding nothing but love, devotion, and a friendship that would last until the end of times!

... both girls stood still, squirming harder with time, finding it difficult to control the joy that brimmed within their breasts, but still too shy and dandy to completely let themselves lose before one another. Two silly giants they were, trying to look “dignified” and “respectable” before the other. Between them, as always, raged the fires of competition. A fire that could end the entire world if it was real. A fire that could power its very own star.

“Hmm.”

“Hmm!” They said simply, then squirmed some more.

“Cool.”

“Yeah. Cool.”

Their eyes met. The smiles on their faces ... ah! That I cannot describe. No one can.

“So ... do you want to marry me?” Moon asked, and her dark-tanned face blushed with Nordic-like redness.

“Yes, Moon. Moon. Love of my face. I do want to marry you.” Sun made a little dance. “Adorable” wouldn’t begin to describe it, nor the sounds she made when hopping so excitedly. “Do you want to marry me?”

“Yes. I do. Sun. Love of my life. Reason for my existing. I do.” She looked at her. She looked at her again. “I do.” She blinked. Her eyes flew in shyness, but she brought them back. Yeah. She brought them back and made them look at Sun again. “I do.”

The goddesses stood there. Blues and greens danced around them like veils conjured from the heavens. Sun was swaying her hips, and loud booms came from those sensuous motions. Woom! Woom! Those hips were too big! Too wide! Too perfect for a train-load of children to be birthed like nothing! No hard business! Their gentlest wobbling tore through the fabric of space, hence the sounds: woom! Woom! Woom!

“Let’s take a bath!” Sun ultimately spoke, and then, turning around, she leaped away at great speed.

“Hey...” Moon reached forward, but timidness overtook her. After one, two steps forth, she stopped, and then her shoulders came down, great sadness and despair swelling on her breast, like a starved hunter having lost the deer she’d been tracking for days.

“Come, Moon! Walk after me!”

Sun’s voice like the sun itself. It didn’t merely resound; it radiated. Moon felt not only sound vibration in her ear, but heat all over her body, prickling every pore of her skin under the one, two inches of bull and horse semen that still covered her whole.

It was a voice filled with love, but also authority. A command. A command she dared not disobey—and how could she when her movements were no longer her own, but Sun’s? How could she disobey now that Sun, through her voice, controlled her arms, legs, heart, and soul?

She merely leaped forward, flying through the air, and with leap after leap she bounced forward at great speeds, following a sister who leaped and bounced as well at even greater speeds. “Catch me!” Sun laughed, and Moon was laughing too.

Moon caught her exactly where Sun intended to be caught: on a wide, blue-lit pool over which vast trees with long, downward-flowing leaves touched the waters. There were little frogs and big, calm fishes in the water. As the goddess landed, they made no splash; only gentle waves in the pond, and their land caused no disturbance in the inhabitants of the lake: even the tiniest, most squidish of those fishes remained chill and cool, swimming instead towards the goddesses to given them kisses on the thighs. Soon, they were both laughing not just with the joy of each other’s company, but also with the tickles of those many beautiful creatures.

Moon raised one arm, then softly laid the palm of her hand on Sun’s semen-smeared shoulder. “Caught you.” The two goddesses giggled, then stood silent, smiling at one another.

“I love you.”

Moon felt a fire...! A rage...!! Within her. “I love you.”

She wanted to plunge forward. To launch herself hard and hot towards Sun. To embrace her. To kiss her. To love her. To fuck her!

Instead, Sun slowly sat down, bathing on the four feet of depth in that part of the lake, and Moon merely watched, the many emotions clashing and crashing all over her beautiful face.

Sun patted the surface of the lake, and little fishes came up to kiss her and nibble her palm. Moon sat down as well, and then Sun immediately turned around, showing her all the semen on her shoulders. “Bathe me, my Moon?”

Moon took the waters with her hands, awkwardly and timidly dragging her enormous butt along the lake floor towards her lover. “As you wish, my love.” As she laid the waters upon Sun’s shoulder, the semen immediately dissolved. It was a mighty, bulky broth of the most virile, most potent seed any bull and any horse could ever ejaculate ... but under those divine waters it could offer no resistance.

The lake, as well as every water flowing so bulkily in that compound, was laced with 1% pussy juice from Maidens, and this juice, as they wall knew, was enough to dissolve any semen other than that from their highest, most powerful Maiden Studs—and so even the semen of their most virile bulls dissolved on it like dust on the wind. Titanium turned to dust. The virility of literal bulls and studs crushed so casually by one percentage unit of an average Maiden’s vaginal discharge.

That was the power of Maidens. That was the supremacy of femalehood in all of Gaia.

Moon washed away the semen from Sun’s shoulders, and then her beauty was finally revealed. “Sun...!” Her breath was taken away. The muscles! The width! The power in those shoulders! The sheer virile muscularity of her back...!!

Moon couldn’t stay away: she embraced her sister from behind and sucked her deep along the neck.

Sun moaned. Moon’s hands were ravenous for her tits: they cupped her immense gazongas and began to squish them, crush them, fondled them, make them wobble under powerful shakes and vibrations.

Steam came through the Maiden’s nostrils. Their hearts were drumming for war.

Sun turned around. She embraced Moon. They kissed. They didn’t even look on each other’s eyes, not even for the briefest moment. They just ... kissed!

Sun was the one who initiated the kiss: she went forward, lips on lips, and then her tongue penetrated Moon’s mouth, who answered in kind.

Saliva drooled from their lips as their hands crushed each other’s muscles. They were so horny for each other that their fingers were sinking into each other enormous frames, bending their muscles like soft gel.

Licking semen off Moon’s neck, Sun began to suck her. “Oooh...!” Moon rolled her eyes and moaned, and grabbing Sun by the hair she allowed herself to be vulnerable and submissive, suction and suction on her neck activating countless nerves and making her pussy throb and swell.

Sun’s hand grabbed Moon’s crotch hard. “OOH!” Moon shivered and accepted her touch. “Fuck me...!” She pleaded, and her voice was thin and high-pitched like a girl.

Sun began to masturbate Moon while lifting her powerfully with a single arm under her back. Moon was breathless as she rose above the waters like nothing, and before Sun kissed her hard, she saw the goddess smirking, that cunt!, smirking like an arrogant womanizer, for she flaunted her power so casually...!

Then Sun kissed her and all the world disappeared. “Hmmm...!!” With Sun’s fingers masturbating her hard, Moon began to cum. “OOOH!!” Juices dribbled from her cunt like an open tap. Then, squirts began to come. Then powerful ejaculations. “OOOOH!!!” Moon was shaking and contorting as Sun walked with her to a border of the lake, laid her gently and lovingly with her back to a mighty tree, and then began to masturbate her truly hard, making her shiver and shake and vibrate while she leaned over her neck and kissed, kissed, sucked, kissed, sucked, lick-lick-licked her and suckled on her flesh, so maddened with desire. “OOOOHH!!”

Moon was ejaculating wildly. Sun embraced her. A powerful embrace. “Oooh-ooh-oooh...!!” Moon was breathless, literally always trying to catch her breath after wave after wave of powerful, mind-bending orgasms. Their bodies were very naked now, though a lot of semen still clung to them. The waters had washed away the male filth. Only womanhood remained.

Sun kissed Moon on the lips. Lips on lips exploring each other. Sun bit and pulled her fat, gorgeous lips, shivering as she felt the perfection of that meat. “Hot!” Once in a while, she couldn’t keep her arousal from her lover. “Fucking hot cunt...!”

Moon was spurred on and kissed her back. Her entire body was shaking like a rod as she raised her arms to Sun’s head and embraced it, pulling her harder and harder towards her own, kissing her deeper and deeper, and then feeling the power and juice of Sun’s tongue on hers, both tongues dancing into each other’s throats.

Their throats swelled as the Maidens kissed each other so intensely. Rivers of thick saliva oozed from their mouths, falling on their gigantic, colossal bosoms.

The Maidens paused for a bit. Their eyes were glued to each other’s chests. So much tits! So much breast! “You cow...” Moon grabbed Sun’s tit by her side, and Sun did the same.

“Fat fucking milker...” Sun was a little less elegant with her words, but who cares? She began to finger Moon again, making her howl.

“Ooooh...!!”

And the shivering she sent through Moon’s body made her enormous, gigantic mega tits shake with such a tantalizing force! Sun slowly drew herself to her tits. Her bosom crushed against Moon’s, but she was horny!, and so she found a way to make those two planet-sized udders fit together nicely—well, it not “nicely”, if not “comfortably”, then at least “bearably.”

And she began to lick and suckle on those tits. Not the nipples, oh, not yet, but the top and side of those enormous, endless mounds of flesh. “SUN...!!!” Moon seized up. Her eyes bulged out before she closed them and her hands curled into desperate shaking fists. Too much power! Too much intensity!! “AAA-OOOH-UUUH!!!”

Springs of hot cum erupted from her cunt. Sun was fingering her mightily and hard. With her other arm, the blond goddess arrested Moon’s body, keeping her still. “You’re my pussy now...” Sun commented before sucking and sucking and sucking those tits, giving them slaps, seeing them wobble, then finally...

“GODDESS!!!”

She merged her lips with Moon’s nipples and began to mightily suckle on those tits, causing the milk to flow.

Gulps and gulps were heard everywhere in the room. Sun’s throat was bulging in and out, in and out. Her belly, already full with 24,000 tonnes of meat, semen, and testicles, was now doused under the hot, literally scalding juices from Moon’s tits.

It was the most delicious meal of that night, bar none. Just like their waters dissolved bull semen, Moon’s milk dissolved everything else that had come before onto her stomach.

Moon felt the urgency again and seized her change: orgasming from more points than she could count, she desperately plunged her own fingers into Sun’s cunt, and then...

“OOOOOH!!!”

“OOH...” Lack of breath. And then ... surge! Power! And scream! “AARHH!!”

Eruptions were heard everywhere. Both cunts were spraying juices. Their waters flowed onto the lake, making the area where they touched bubble.

Steam came from their cunts. They were throbbing, throbbing, throbbing! The goddesses were ejaculating like horses—and that was but a dribble for them, for they were merely warming each other up.

Sun lifted Moon’s body mightily. She stood up, striking a hero’s pose, but Moon didn’t let go of her pussy, masturbating her almost as hard as she masturbated her own dark cunt.

Their eyes collided for an instant. Their mouths were brought quickly together. WROOOOM!! Their tits roared and sprayed milk everywhere, on the floor, on the tree trunk, up there in the leaves, everywhere, for the tits crashed with so much volume and bulk, and the goddesses were insanely fertile, full of milk to feed two million villages. In a day!

“God ... god...!!” Taken by a surge of uncontrollable lust, Sun threw Moon in a arc powerfully and harshly onto the ground.

BOOOOM!!

Moon barely felt a thing other than a quick loss of breath. Her fingers left Sun’s cunt only with great difficulty, for the throbbing lips of the blond goddess were desperately sucking her fingers in, squeezing them, crushing them, enough pressure to cut a titanium bar in two.

Sun lay on top of Moon. “Moan for me.” She commanded, and then power-fucked her cunt with her fingers.

“OOOOOAAAHH!!!!” Moon raised her whole body, but Sun pushed her down onto the ground, booom!!, cramming her mouth on one tit and crushing the other tit with her hand, sucking and suckling while the other tits exploded with milk everywhere under the ferocious pressure of her hand.

Meanwhile, the other hand just drilled juices from Moon’s cunt like she had seven rivers flowing mightily inside of her womb. “SUN...!! OH, SUN...!!!” Moon cried, losing her breath in between every cry, and then... “OOOH-OOOH-OOOOOH!!!” She passed out, and between orgasms she came and went back-and-forth from consciousness to unconsciousness. “AAAH...!!” One second in the world of the living. “AAAIII!!” Another in the world of dreams.

Sun took out her fingers from her gushing cunt. She spread out her palm, then smashed it against Moon’s vulva. SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!!! Three mighty slaps sending Moon a powerful message, and then her enormous tits sprayed milk on their own. Sun drank from them mightily as lakes of steaming white juice were forming around the goddess’ chest. Moon was hyperventilating—and that was awesome.

“Gimme this cunt!” Sun was no longer one for words: she was just horny! SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!!! Her hand came back-and-forth from Moon’s cunt, causing waves to flow upwards all over her shaking body from her cunt, each slap powerful enough to kill a bull. SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!! SLAPSLAPSLAP!!

Moon cried and contorted, and then... “NOOOO!!!” Sun penetrated her again, and all that Moon saw was black!

The gushing became extremely profuse. Explosions of girl-semen splashed messily on Sun’s fingers, making them tickle. Moon was shaking and contorting on the ground, her face spasming violently as wave after wave of deadly orgasms struck her, too many to count and too hard to resist, and them... “GOD!!!” Moon wrapped her legs and arms around Sun’s body, clinging onto her desperately, and then Sun...

“Hmm! Hmm!!” She suckled and suckled and suckled voraciously on Moon’s tits, gulping gallons of her milk while extracting gallons of womb-semen from her ever-gushing, ever-orgasming sex.

“AAOOOOHH...!!!” Moon woke up. Moon slept it off. Second in, second out, she was conscious, and then unconscious. “OOOAARHH!!!” With all her might she screamed, and her muscles seemed to be blowing from inside out. Sun was merely fingering the edges and the few inches inside of her cunt. No matter. “OOOARHH!! AAH ... AAAH!!!” Shaking and collapsing, Moon saw all her insides boiling.

It was too much pain! Too much pleasure! And she wanted it to stop! “GOD...!!!” With tears rolling from her eyes, she looked deeply into her goddess, and Sun abandoned her tit for a bit, milk gushing on her face, to look at her prey in the eye. “You’re god!” Moon whimpered lightly before collapsing into unconsciousness again.

Sun’s muscles roared. She was spurred on. “Hell yeah.” Like an Alpha male, she began to really fuck that pussy, and then all disappeared around Moon.

Shake. Shake. Her body shook and squirmed like a worm cut in half.

Pleasure. Pleasure. Too much pleasure. Her tits were squirting endlessly into the air. “AAAAAAAHHH!!!” Maddening. Maddening. A near maddening degree of pain.

Her organs were literally being cooked fresh. The lake beside her boiled. Sun had penetrated her deeply with her fingers and now stimulated her all the way up to the cervix.

The pain, pain, pain, lasted for a whole hours—until Moon’s body sort of collapsed entirely. “Please!” So she meant to speak, when in reality all that she was was: “P-p-p-p-p-p-p-ple-ple-pleas-please!!” Stammering unending. “No more! Please...!!”

Sun withdrew her fingers from her gushing cunt. The gushing cunt kept on gushing. SQUIIISH!! A river burst unendingly from Moon’s open tap of a vagina, and Sun licked her fingers with delight. SLAP!! Those enormous udders begged for punishment. SLAP!! Shockwaves burst from her palms as she slapped them, oh! SLAP!! She slapped them nice and hard. “Fat cow.”

Seeing that supple woman like that, shaking and quivering on the ground, her limbs often contorting violently, her face helplessly spasming with so many orgasms, Sun felt a surge of both intense love and possessiveness, and seeing all those muscles, god!, all those mounds of hard superhuman flesh shaking and hardening and being littered with fat fucking veins, Sun’s womb burned and begged for some nice muscle worship, and so she came down onto Moon’s abs and licked them whole, licked hot, licked her hard whilst grabbing and squeezing her tits one last time for good measure.

“OOOOO-uuuuuu!!!” Moon howled like a fat cow being eaten by a wolf as her tits fucking exploded with the most milk she’d ever produced! They were two fat eruptions of white bursting violently from her nipples, showering everything with mommy juice as her mega tits geysered out like the potent udders of a super mom that they were.

Sun lapped and licked her abs, all eight of them, and went crazy on her muscles. “Fucking ... hot!!” She took her hands off those tits and began to squeeze and crush those muscles, driving herself crazy on their hardness, fuck, so hard that those muscles were! “What a fucking body!!”

She pulled back, sitting up, and cast a good gaze upon that wonderful body.