Tianlong stood behind the three women. His cock, hard and wet from three mouths, pointed at the three raised asses. His gold-crimson eyes, warm and appraising, swept the row. Three pussies. Three hairy, wet, swollen pussies. Presented. Offered.
He reached for the horse keeper first. His hand, finding her panty, pulled it aside. The fabric, thin and worn, stretched. Her pussy, revealed, was tight. The lips, sealed, were thin. The hair, dark and thick, covered the mound.
She cried out. "No, wait, I don't..."
He lifted the panty back. Covered her. "You can have it," he said. The words were a promise. Not now. Later. She would have it.
He moved to the wife. Her panty, already soaked, was pulled aside. The fabric, dark with juice, stretched. Her pussy, revealed, was swollen. The lips, puffy and red, were open. The hair, matted with cum from the night, was wet. The pink interior, visible through the opening, glistened.
