Sevenari Takes Eneteke from Behind

     Eneteke takes to her knees. Sevenari saunters up behind her and protrudes her c0ck between her lover's thighs. From our vantage point, it looks like our red-headed alien is rocking two futacocks, and rock them she does. He long fingers can accommodate the girth of both units.

      Now both Na'vi are taking friction from multiple sources, and globs of futacum begin to leak from both shafts. eneteke collects a sample and rubs it playfully into her fingers. It's started for both of them, but while this might be seen as an impressive load by human standards, it's merely precome for a Na'vi. Still, both parties are edging back massive impending org@sms and hope to try just a couple more things before unleashing.

Eneteke takes to all fours and raises her tail, wrapping it around Sevenari's torso. She pushes back with her hands and hips, grinding herself against the battering ram of Sevenari's wet c0ck, now glistening with a heavy shellac of saliva, Skene juice and come. The natural lubricants allow Sevenari's increasingly expanding member to pass into Eneteke's incredibly tight pu$$y with relative ease.  

      Birds in the trees nod their heads in rhythm to the sound of hips colliding with curvy blue a$$ cheeks, and the sound of Eneteke meowing over and over again as her v@ginal org@sms grow in intensity and frequency until they begin to overlap into one continuous ecstatic state.  

     As good as it feels, she knows Sevenari is holding back a bit and invites her to put every last inch into her. Sevenari obliges as she capitalizes on her lover's flexibility, taking a prehensile toe into her mouth as the rides the edge of her impending eruption.