***This is a lemon chapter***
You have been warned.

Chapter 3

Though it was against my will, the game had been going surprisingly well. The rules were that the person with the worst hand had to strip, simple. I was still in possession of all of my clothes, Brooke was already topless, Lynn's only piece of clothing was a light hoodie that poorly concealed her veritable assets, and Marina was down to purple lingerie. It was a stroke of luck that I was still clothed while the naiads had all but stripped down. I peeked at my cards as soon as the next round of cards were passed out.

Two Jacks! I put on my best poker face and watched my opponents pick up their cards. Unfortunately, it was more distracting to look at them than not. Lynn, who was already massively embarrassed, had her hood up, and she had pulled the strings on it to conceal her blushing face. But this only served to make her hoodie tighter against her formidable breasts, which stretched against the cloth as if they needed to break free. Marina was less shy, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Through the corner of my eyes, I couldn't help but admire her physique. Brooke, the boldest of the three, stared at me, hoping to catch every single time I glanced at her. No doubt her choices in clothing were purely to distract me. Though I knew she was watching, I still glanced in her direction. She winked at me seductively, as if taunting me to look where she wanted me to. I obliged briefly, not able to resist. Her tits were perky and firm, but smaller than Marina's. Her light pink nipples moved tantalizingly as Brooke picked up her hand.

Tearing my eyes away from her chest, I focused on the cards. As per the rules of Texas Hold'em, I burned the appropriate cards and laid out 5 additional cards on the table.

8 of spades

9 of hearts

Jack of spades

8 of diamonds

9 of spades

I was confident since I had the highest possible full house. I revealed my hand.

"Full house, 3 jacks, and 2 nines," I said triumphantly.

"Ha! Not good enough!" Brooke laughed, "Four of a kind, eights."

That was a little disheartening, but not all was lost, I just had to avoid being the worst hand.

"Four of a kind, nines" announced Marina, tossing her cards on the table.

All eyes were on Lynn now, who basically held my clothes in her hands. She fumbled around, drawing out the moment until...

"Seven to Jack straight flush, spades" Lynn placed her 10 of Spades and 7 of Spades neatly together.

"Hades!" I cursed as Marina gathered up the cards.

"Pay up!" Brooke taunted. I obliged, taking off my shirt. At the sight of my body, Brooke let out a loud wolf whistle, Lynn, had loosened the hood to peek, tightened her hoodie even more, and even Marina was staring a little. I guessed they weren't marveling at my physique. Although my body was toned and lithe from years of training, the main attraction they were staring at was the torso length scar that extended from my right shoulder down to my left hip. I tossed my shirt to the middle of the table, where it joined Marina's dress, Brooke's camp shirt and black bra, and Lynn's shorts and white undergarments.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat politely, signaling for the next round.

"Right... Sorry," Marina shook herself, handing out cards. 5 of clubs, 9 of diamonds. Not the best hand. Marina looked at her cards for a moment before proceeding to place down the next set of cards.

4 of diamonds

7 of clubs

10 of spades

2 of clubs

3 of diamonds

My heart sank a little, my hand was absolutely worthless in this aspect, and I could only hope that the naiads didn't have much better luck.

"High card, 10," I said, feeling defeated.

"Two pair, 2 and 7," Brooke.

"High card, 10," Lynn. At least she was in the same boat, though it meant that we both would have to strip.

"One pair, 3," Marina. Both Lynn and I groaned.

"Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip!" Brooke clapped while she chanted, egging us on. I took off my cargo shorts reluctantly under the table, feeling a little vulnerable in just boxer briefs. I tossed my pants into the clothing pile. Lynn on the other hand, was completely naked now, One hand covered her face, while her other arm was crossed in front of her in a feeble attempt to hide her erect nipples. I couldn't wrench my eyes off of her. She peeked at me through slits between her fingers. When I accidentally made eye contact, Lynn melted away into the water, too embarrassed to stick around.

"Well, looks like she's gone," Marina stated the obvious, looking at the spot where her sister had been. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Brooke nonchalantly trying to see over the edge of the rock, hoping to catch a glimpse of my... well yeah. When I turned to look at her, she plopped back in her seat, an innocent smile on her face.

"It's your turn to deal," Marina motioned to Brooke, and passed the cards along to me. I lifted off my seat for a split second in order to hand it to Brooke. But by the time I had sat down, someone had appeared between my legs. I looked down, meeting the eyes of a very horny and naked Lynn, who was pawing at my boxers. Her eyes were clouded with lust, focused completely on my erection. I glanced furtively at her sisters, both of which were not paying attention, before bending down to confront her.

"What are you doing?" I hissed. I grabbed her hands, stopping her from touching my manhood. However, it was too late, as she had already freed my cock from the cloth that bound it. "Get out fr-" I was interrupted as Lynn gave an experimental lick to the underside of my cock. Pleasure surged like lightning throughout my body, I released her hands in shock, and they latched onto the base of my length, starting to stroke it while she continued to lick. I doubled over, legs giving out. I tried to push Lynn aside, but her hold on my cock was both tight and pleasing.

"Are you ok? You don't look so good," She motioned to get out of her seat but I stopped her with a wave of my hand.

"Yeah... I'm fine, just felt a little lightheaded," I was breathing heavily now, her talented tongue drawing swirls of pleasure all around my shaft. I reached for my cards, but almost immediately dropped them as Lynn plunged my cock in her mouth.

"Fuck..." I breathed, forgetting where I was. All I could think of was how good Lynn's blowjob was. She coated my cock with her saliva, hands stroking the parts she couldn't reach. She swirled her warm mouth around my shaft, her wet tongue stroking the sensitive underside repeatedly. A shiver ran through my spine, now making what was happening clear to Brooke and Marina.

"No fair Lynn!" complained Brooke. She abandoned her cards, melting away into the water only to reappear next to her younger sister. Brooke pushed her sister's face deeper onto my cock, her other hand fondling the heavy balls dangling underneath. I could still feel Lynn's tongue inside her warm mouth, caressing the sides as she bobbed her head up and down, being extra careful to service the swollen head. She rubbed the tip against her cheek and my hips unconsciously arched forward, enjoying the slippery sensation. I tried to resist, but the pleasure was starting to make my mind numb. I moaned pathetically as Lynn removed my meat from her mouth only to shudder uncontrollably as she lathered kisses on the underside.

"Your dick feels so good in my mouth," she purred while making eye contact, aware that I was melting under her ministrations. Brooke slid pretty lips up and down my cock, taking her turn. Marina appeared in front of me, sinking to her knees. The stone was just high enough that she was comfortably wrapping her arms around my neck, her soft lips meeting mine gently. My fingers sank into her ass, pressing her against me. Her sweet saliva mixed with mine as our tongues started dancing together, fighting for control. She deepened the kiss, tilting my head back, making my efforts to resist obsolete as she dominated me. Her tongue swept mine aside as she explored my mouth. She intertwined her tongue with mine, bringing it into her mouth and sucking on it. I could only groan as I was assaulted on all sides by the sexy naiads.

Brooke and Lynn continued their amazing technique, taking turns slobbering on my prick. Lynn was letting my cock out of her lips with a pop, letting me stew a few moments in the cold water before suddenly disappearing inside Brooke's molten mouth, her tongue eagerly tasting me. As if being enveloped in a hot, wet sheath wasn't enough, Lynn fondled my swelling jewels in one hand while the other stroked the length not already in between her sister's pleasant lips.

Marina pulled away, a string of saliva connecting our lips. She lifted herself higher and suffocated me in her soft cleavage, jealous of the attention I was paying her sisters. The smooth marshmallow texture engulfed my face. My lips grazed the surface, searching and latching onto a nipple. Marina sighed happily as I flicked the hardened nub with my tongue, taking it completely in my mouth to suck and swirl it, replicating what I was feeling Lynn do to my manhood. My hands drifted up, ghosting across her sensitive flesh to keep her other mound occupied.

"Mmmm! Suck them! Suck my titties babe!" she praised, wrapping her arms around my head to keep me doing just that. I obliged, opening my mouth to allow more of her succulent breast in, kneading the surrounding flesh with my mouth as my tongue stimulated the erect nipple. Marina mewled, arching her back as the pleasure shot through her body. Her nails raked through my hair and back, expressing her enjoyment.

As much as I was focused on the wonderful tits in front of me, I could not ignore the rising feeling of release in my legs. The unadulterated cacophony of slurping and moaning between my legs echoed in my head, arousing me even further.

"I'm gon- fuck, oh fuck! Cum!" I cried out, unable to hold on any longer, my twitching dick let loose a second after I had finished. Lynn latched on to the head, hand squeezing my shaft, as she milked my load. Amused, Brooke sucked on my balls, feeling them pulse with my orgasm. My mind was overwhelmed with pleasure, it felt as if lightning had shot through my veins, robbing me of any thoughts other than release.

Lynn reached over and kissed her sister, allowing my seed to flow between them. I watched, blood returning to my cock as they swallowed.

"You're delicious," I blushed at Brooke's compliment.

"What a strong, manly taste" Lynn agreed.

I grinned at the sultry nymphs, feeling more relaxed and alert, no longer controlled by my libido. But I realized what I had done, and the weight of my actions hit me like a bullet train. I tried to push Marina off of me.

"Stop, stop, we can't be doing this," I begged, pushing against the naked naiad clinging onto me. Marina resisted, gripping me tighter in response. I grunted with effort, trying to tear her off of me.

"Lynn, stop him!" Marina's command was husky in my ear. I continued to try and dislodge Marina from her perch on top of me. Lynn melted into the water, reappearing a moment later behind me. Quick as a flash, she had pulled my arms behind my back, trapping them between her thighs. I fell backward, Lynn's weight putting me off balance. We sank slowly onto the table, I jerked and thrashed, trying to get free. No dice. My eyes met Marina's apprehensively, her eyelids were hooded, but her eyes blazed with unrestrained thirst.

"You're not going anywhere until we're satisfied," Marina growled, her intensity sending a shiver down my spine. She splayed her fingers on my chest, pushing herself up to straddle me. I watched in indignation and slight anticipation as Marina leaned back, legs wide. My eyes moved, unbidden, towards her most intimate area. Marina snaked a delicate hand between her legs, spreading her pussy wide with two fingers. I was enraptured. Her coral pink folds glistened with juices, and her slit dilated and contracted in time with her pounding pulse. I could imagine what it would feel like to penetrate her cunt, to have her juices wash over my throbbing cock as it was massaged by her smooth walls...

Marina was standing up now, hips positioned above my own. One hand still spreading open her flower, the other pressing against the top of my dick to align herself. I let out a gasp as I felt her nether lips embrace the tip of my manhood. She hovered there, swaying her hips. I gritted my teeth, her teasing making me more and more impatient. Marina's lower mouth drooled on my cock, rivulets of her juices flowing down. Restrained, I could only watch. Marina abruptly ended the teasing, she aligned herself once again, dropping to her knees.

Time seemed to stand still. I was acutely aware of every sensation. The cool water, drawing heat away from my flushed body. Lynn's thighs, creamy, and supple, rubbing against my arms. My hand was actually pressed right up against her snatch, and I could feel her wetness as it demonstrated her arousal. The texture of the stone we lay on, slightly rough in some patches, but mostly smooth. Finally, of course, I savored Marina's pussy. Though it happened in a few seconds, those seconds stretched into minutes. Her honeypot was receptive, stretching slightly to accommodate my swollen crown before constricting on the rest. I beheld my cock, vanishing inch by inch into her welcoming slit. As they passed between her velvet lips, they bathed in her love juices before being stroked by silken ridges. I threw my head back, nestled in between Lynn's ample tits and closed my eyes, unable to observe any longer, only blissfully concentrating on the sticky, wet folds that caressed my shaft. For a water spirit, she was surprisingly warm inside, her walls undulated like the waves, slowly sucking me deeper inside. I let out a low, keening howl as Marina hilted herself, seated firmly on my hips.

I struggled to control myself, panting heavily. I was already close to blowing my load. Thankfully, Marina was motionless, luxuriating the feeling of being filled up to the brim.

"It's been too long..." she moaned breathlessly. With Marina impaled on my cock, I could feel a primal instinct awaken inside me. I wanted nothing more than to grab ahold of her tightly and fuck her brains out. But with my limbs still bound, Marina was in control. Her insides tightened and swirled, pleasing my shaft as every little movement sent my stiffness into slick, velvet folds. Marina lifted herself gradually, then slammed back down, and I watched in immense satisfaction as she succeeded in stretching her juicy cunt with my cock.

"Fuck..." I hissed, as ecstasy surged through my body. Marina planted sultry kisses up my chest, gyrating her hips. She sucked on my neck, easing into a slow sensuous rhythm on my cock. I bit back a moan, my entire being focused on not cumming inside the slutty nymph. It didn't help that Marina's nether lips parted over and over as my thickness dug into her flower. Marina lifted her head, her cyan and sea green orbs were filled with lust, and she traced the outline of my mouth with the tip of her tongue, asking for entrance. I capitulated to her assault, and we sealed our lips together. As our tongues waged a war of dominance, Marina accelerated her thrusting loins.

I lost track of time as Marina and I reveled in our animalistic mating, she had reached a frantic pace now, her thick ass clapping against my legs with wild abandon. Her hands stroked my hair soothingly, a sharp contrast to how she was using me to ravish her sopping cunt. The lewd sounds of our flesh slapping together echoed throughout the lake, punctuated by the sounds of our moaning.

"I'm close..." I managed through gritted teeth, staving off my imminent eruption.

"That's ok, I want - fuck!- you to cum in my sweet, little, pussy. I need your fucking fat cock -Oh Hades! How are you getting bigger?- to pump me full of your thick baby batter!"

Marina's vulgar demand accompanied with her own, hurtled me to climax. Marina's honeypot spasmed dangerously and tightened to unbearable levels, sucking me right against her cervix. The heat of my creamy load matched her sweltering honeypot as it exploded into her womb. Her cervix happily siphoned the cum from deep inside and my mind burst with white fireworks.

I basked in the afterglow contentedly while Marina lifted her lips gradually. Her walls still gripped me tightly, as if reluctant to let go. She rolled off to the side, a wide smile plastered on her intoxicated face. My body, which had been tense from being fucked, was relaxed and limp. I was allowed a few moments to catch my breath before Lynn faded into the water, fading back in between my legs. She grasped my ass, pulling me so I was resting upon her cushy lap. Lynn glanced, disappointed at my now flagging member and descended upon it with her chest. I yelped as my penis was engulfed in her firm tits, the pleasure diverting blood flow back into my manhood.

"You're a breast man aren't you" Lynn cooed, crushing my rapidly erecting cock between her large, perky pillows. Even enveloped with her huge tits, the head of my cock stuck out. Lynn's lips formed a wet seal around the head, trapping it against her tongue, which thrashed about, bringing my cock back to a revived state. The warm pressure of her chest combined with her slippery mouth was an addicting harmony of sensations. My hips started to thrust themselves, and Lynn paused, allowing me to slide through soft skin and in between her glistening lips.

"It's so soft and warm..." I groaned, languidly jerking my hips. Lynn's cheeks hollowed out as she increased her suction, encouraged by my needy grunts. I was still quite sensitive from my recent release and I was rapidly approaching another one. I inhaled sharply, feeling Lynn's sweltering mouth sink down my cock. Her lips squished against the base, her throat producing a strangled noise as it enveloped me, leaving a faint lipstick mark on the skin.

After deepthroating it a few more times, she pulled back, looking over the fruit of her labor with satisfaction. She faced away from me, using her fingers to spread open her flower, showing me the dripping wet snatch she had been carefully cultivating. I let the slut mount me, secretly eager for the taste of tight pussy. Carefully, Lynn lowered her opening to the tip of my penis and allowed my entrance.

"By the gods! You're so tight!" I rasped. Lynn's constricting walls made my penetration difficult, but her drenched cunt helped me along. The inside of her pussy had small bumps that contrasted with her succulent folds. The combination of the silky caress and rough texture was mind-blowing. The nymph slid down my shaft, expertly maneuvering her hips in a circle.

"No honey, you're just so fucking big and hard inside of me. I love it!" cooed Lynn as she slowly started to bounce. She leaned forward, giving me a wonderful view of her jiggling ass. I propped myself up on my elbows, enjoying how her pussy lips seemed to cling desperately to my cock. The lewd mix of saliva, precum, and love juices made unadulterated squelches from our rutting hips as it pooled between our loins. Lynn let out an elongated breathy sigh as I jabbed her G-spot hard, each time causing her pussy to squeeze me like a vice. She insisted on pounding the spot until she came, which she did shortly after. Lynn's mouth opened in a silent squeal as she orgasmed on my prick, interrupting our feverish tempo. I felt the walls closing in on my manhood, the bumps were now digging into the sensitive flesh of my cock. It was borderline painful but still felt amazing.

"What feels better? Getting squeezed by my big titties or by my slutty little cunt?" the foul-mouthed naiad questioned. I tried to answer by thrusting my hips more, wanting to get deeper. Lynn put a firm hand on my hips, stopping me.

"I want to hear it," she teased in a singsong voice.

"I love fucking your pussy..." I mumbled, embarrassed but still trying to get back in her addicting pussy.

"I can't hear you!" Lynn restrained my cock with her sinfully soft hand.

"I love fucking your pussy!" I shout, throwing my dignity to the wind. The shame I felt grew hotter across my body, making me forget about the cold liquid we were submerged in. But it felt so good to admit what I wanted, to admit what I knew she wanted me to say. It was liberating, and hot as fuck at the same time.

"Good boy," Lynn purred, slipping me back into her wet heat. I grunted, happily sheathed in her honeypot again. "What is this?" she exclaimed in awe, "You're getting bigger and bigger!"

Lynn bucked and gyrated on me, allowing me to ruin her tight honey pot. More than once, she clamped down incredibly tightly and spun her hips in a circle, churning my length against her slippery bumps. She grabbed her own breasts, massaging them and squeezing them together seductively while she continued to ride me. My own hands were starting to become restless. I wanted to touch her, to make her feel even more pleasure. I arched my back, blissfully aware of my deep penetration, and found myself staring into Brooke's beautiful slit.

"Did you forget about me?"

Without giving me time to answer, she dropped her hips onto my face. Instinctively, my tongue darted out, eager to taste her juices. As her love juices dribbled down into my mouth, I lapped it up enthusiastically, not quite sure of the taste, but enjoying it nonetheless. Like a refreshing spring... with a hint of feminine musk. Brooke sighed happily, grinding her slit against me as if trying to drown me in her juices.

"Mmmm, that's pant great! Keep going!"

Brooke grabbed my tousled hair, drawing it towards her pussy, preventing me from breaking away and ending her pleasure. I lost track of time, immersed in bliss while the two nymphs bucked and rocked upon my body. As I concentrated on Brooke, who was squirming and shivering under my touch, I was painfully aware of Lynn's steaming cleft tightening in waves, bringing me dangerously close to cumming.

"Mmph! Mmph!" I yelled, muffled by Brooke's pussy.

"Yes! Breed me! Breed me with your fucking cock milk!" Lynn howled, understanding instantly. With those vulgar words, I was suddenly brought to the realization that I could have knocked Marina up. Though I was conflicted that it might happen to Lynn as well, I was also incredibly turned on by the notion. Lynn fell on my cock one final time, cervix gripping the tip and squeezed. While I jettisoned my load, she continued to gyrate her hips, desperate to milk me dry. I thrashed as waves of satisfaction wracked my body. Lynn gasped as the hot fluid entered her.

"Oh, Styx! It's so hot inside!" she moaned loudly. After the intense pulsing subsided, I slowly tried to pull out, the swollen and sensitive head still rubbing against her canal. Halfway out I grunted as Lynn came. Her fuck-hole undulated and clamped down on my length. I worried as it felt like she was trying to rip my dick off. Her body spasmed like Marina and she slid off, panting heavily.

Brooke leaned over, taking my still hard member into her mouth, tasting her sister. She bobbed, throat clenching on my very sensitive manhood and I inserted my tongue into her snatch, delighted by the walls that tightened at the intrusion. I jabbed my tongue in a few more times, making Brooke shake with pleasure before teasing her clit maliciously. Brooke moaned around my cock, the vibration stimulating me further. After sucking a moment longer, she lifted herself off of me.

Brooke lay on her back, legs spread tantalizingly. She gave a sultry 'come hither' look and I obeyed, scooting closer. My hands thumbed her swollen clit as I tested her readiness with a finger. Satisfied with her reaction, I pushed her legs apart even further while dragging my length along her crack. Brooke whimpered, begging me with puppy dog eyes. She reached between her legs, guiding my dick into her waiting cunt, lining them together before I invaded her pussy.

Relief filled my battered body as Brooke was impaled. I marveled at how different the sisters felt. Whereas Marina had soft, seductive walls that never stopped caressing, Lynn had a much tighter tunnel, with incredible bumps all throughout, which, combined with her tightness, meant that the small bumps massaged endlessly. Brooke's honeypot oozed nectar, lubricating her puffy folds so well there was hardly any friction as I entered, head scraping her walls.

"You're so slippery inside," I marveled, drilling in harder and harder.

"Yeah, fuck me deeper baby, gimme that gigantic dick!"

"Oh? I didn't think you were such a dirty fucking slut!" I growled, "You want me to empty my balls deep inside your tiny, little, pussy?"

Brooke mewled cutely, her only response to my accusations was to lift her hips up to meet my downstrokes. I leaned forward, laying on top of the nymph but focusing my weight on the tip of my cock. Brooke's mewling quickly turned into squealing as I pounded her sopping wetness ferociously. It felt like my cock was plunging into honey with how thick and plentiful her juices were. The syrupy texture helped her puffy walls stick onto my throbbing erection. I glanced down to where we were connected. Every time I drew my hips back, my cock scooped out copious amounts of her cream.

Brooke's hands were busy, one was roaming up and down my abs, feeling me up, the other was stimulating her clit furiously. At one point, I had pulled myself completely out for a moment, needing the reprieve to avoid blowing early. But Brooke was having none of that, reaching out and stuffing me back in before hooking her legs around my waist to lock me inside. Assailed by her sweet pussy, I could feel that this was going to be the final stretch.

I gave everything I had to spear Brooke on my engorged cock. Brooke reared up, body forming a sharp curve as I plunged to meet her cervix. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her tongue lolled out. I continued my pounding regardless, as I felt my own almost depleted testicles well up for a final time.

"Yes! Use me like the dirty whore I am! Give it to me!" Brooke spat obscenities as we pounded our hips.

"Oh, Styx! This is.. Going to be a big one." I groaned, unleashing more rapid-fire thrusts into her twat.

"Make sure... you... OHHH!... Inside!" Brooke panted heavily, unable to even form a real sentence. I didn't argue, pushing in one final time as I released. Brooke drenched my cock with her juices as she came simultaneously, her womanhood performing an irresistible milking movement on my load. She dug her heels into my ass, burying my cock within her. Three hot ropes of my essence found themselves splashing against the back of her womb, stuffing her.

Brooke exhaled loudly, a fucked silly grin on her face. I struggled to stand up, muscles weak from all the exertion. I managed to get off of Brooke and rested on my side, finally catching my breath for the first time in a while. Without the adrenaline of arousal and sex to keep me going, I was finally aware of how much fatigue had settled into my body. My muscles were aching pleasantly, definitely a result of my activities with the naiads. Luckily, a round robin was enough to satiate their sudden hunger. With no more energy to move, I let sleep claim me, and my consciousness faded into nothingness.

Monster: Naiad

Type: Humanoid

Naiads are daughters of river gods, and there are multiple subclasses based on what body of water they inhabit. Naiads are closely connected to their bodies of water which they draw both their life force and their power from. Not to be confused with Nereids, which are their cousins that inhabit salt water.

Combat: While most naiads are friendly to demigods and the like, the most basic rule is to avoid fighting them in the water. The water is their domain, and they control it well. They will melt into the water before appearing elsewhere or drown you if you pose a threat. Getting a naiad to leave the water is an almost impossible task, though if you do, they are significantly weaker the further away from their body of water they are.

Diet: As beings whose very lifeforce is tied to the water, naiads actually do not need to consume organic matter to survive. They are able to consume certain plants to extend how long they can stay out of the water.

Power: May impart oxygen to non-water breathers through mucosal contact

Has a vast knowledge of underwater plants and animals

Increased strength and agility

Power increases depending on the water quality

Various water control

Recreation: Card games, flipping canoes, flirting

Breeding: Naiads take the form of human females and thus possess the same body as one. However, their body temperature is slightly lower than a human's. Naiads typically hang out in groups, and if one of them wants to breed, it is likely that the rest of their group wants to as well. They usually flirt and coax the male into the water before introducing them to their new harem. They take turns copulating before releasing their captive.
[ Marina .mp4] [Lynn .mp4] [Brooke .mp4]

Fetish: (Naiads are surprisingly unique in their tastes, and this may vary.) Flirting, orgies

Cup size: 32B-36D

Height: 4'5-5'6

Weight:?