Fucking Insatiable

The woman kneeling beyond Owain's waist lunged in deeper, hunched over his body with one hand on his waist and the other around his shaft. She gave Owain's dick a fast pump with each pump of her own, driving all the way in to her boytoy fuckhole. At first she had thrust along with the other Amazon pounding in to him, but as they went on they fell in to opposites, one of them fucking all the way in to his asshole just as the other pulled out. Had she been alone with the man, the draenei woman might have preferred to take her time more slowly, pressing deep in to him and holding her cock there inside of him, gyrating and grinding her hips against him while Owain wrapped his arms around her, their mouths barely an inch away from each other, hot breath and lusting moans. But, with the two women there at the same time, they couldn't help but feel just a little bit competitive.
Owain probably could have used something of a resting period. There was approximately zero chance of that happening.

The two women bucking their shafts in and out of the man's stretched and wet asshole raced to see who could win first. There wasn't really a prize beyond personal satisfaction (well, more of it), they each knew they were likely to "win" at least a couple more times after this (and this was a low-end estimate), but they weren't the types of women to shy away from some stiff competition. And really, with all the stiff competition happening, everyone was a winner.

The woman pinned beneath Owain clutched his chest hard, mashing the two of them as tightly together as she could as she slammed her thick cock in to him, her whole body lurching and shuddering and moaning with every skin-slapping thrust inside of him. Sweat ran off the two of them in thick streams, either trapped between them and squelching noisily with each push, or soaking the carpet down around them. She pulled in a long whiff of that scent that had been slathered all over his body, perfume and sweat and cum.