<strong>Drake's Room</strong><br/><br/>Drake increased his movements, both in speed and force, making the girls bounce from each of his thrusts, penetrating deep and hard like he was intent on fucking them into oblivion. The rhythmic creaking of the old bed soon joined into the slapping of wet flesh and mixing moans, screams and grunts, the furniture designed for a single person not supportive of the fierce assault.<br/><br/>The man slowed to a pause with a moan taking hold of his member and slowly pulling from Ember's snatch, slowly prodding her entrance and clit with his tip, like he would after a climax, perhaps with the mischievous idea of teasing her thinking he finshed. Of course there was no explosion of liquid heat deep in her core, nor any pearly white pleasure raining on her back and behind, but still.<br/><br/>He then buried the welcome intruder in the holy one lying on her back on the bottom, giving her the the same gradually quickening hammering that the sorceress took not long ago. However, with her he was already made aware he didn't have to stop. He'd make sure to send her over the edge, knowing well her glowing ass was an indicator he was on the right path, before letting himself go all the way, roaring and pouring all of his pent up desire into the girl until she overflowed with his creamy passion.<br/><br/>After the three were spent, finding a position was tricky on the single bed, but they ended up with Drake lying on his back, with a girl on either side, resting their heads on his broad chest and shoulders, his arms around them.<br/>He had vague thoughts about explaining pillow talk, innuendo and the like to Valva eventually and that this wasn't really a normal greeting in society, but he couldn't bother at the moment. His last thoughts before dozing off was how goddamn lucky he was with these girls that night.