Prince Tarkus moaned against Aisha as his tongue lavished over her clit again, the focused vibrations brought on by Layla's toying with his cock beneath the water's surface. Layla's grip was not shy, not uncertain, her fingers gripped him just the way to intrigue him. She was skilled at this from the start, so far at least.<br/><br/>While Tarkus' left hand moved to try and rub his hand along Layla while she kissed up his spine and teased his hard cock, his right hand holding Aisha afloat while he buried his face between her legs. If Layla's backside wasn't accessible from behind him, he settled for a leg or thigh. He was insistent with his touches, thinking to encourage the newcomer's touch, if not her affection.<br/><br/>He also focused on putting all of his active attention to pleasuring Aisha. He wanted to associate their joining with immense pleasure, and he hoped to get to Layla soon to duplicate it. His own pleasure would come, undoubtedly so with Aisha around. Yet if things continued as they were, he would eventually, if not shortly, get his wish of another outlet of his sexual strength and desire.  While Aisha was certainly a handful of pure sexual gratification, it had already developed that he could ask anything from her, and know he would be seen to. This had lead to his fascination with developing a harem, as his age and station dictated he would need to do anyway.<br/><br/>There had been less surprise in Aisha and his daily lives. What they had was so easy to count on and expectantly delightful, that the wonderment had begun to wane. This of course was rarely an issue, especially when Aisha and he chose a new location, or when one of them was particularly lusty. What Layla introduced was not just another body, but a new lease on the inter-connection with each of them. While Layla's induction to him was the polar opposite of Aisha's, it created, by all odds, waves that would shake the bay into another golden age for his pleasure and companionship.<br/><br/>Tarkus continued to moan against Aisha from Layla's touch, his body moving slightly against hers, to feel her figure against his own.