The Amazon holds onto the Assassin's legs, pushing her to the pillar roughly.
"W..what are you doing..?" Zakhali grunts amid loud pants, looking like she has yet to fully recover from the previous orgasm.
Huatlyn grasps both shecocks with her firm hands, their throbbing meat now slapped together.
"Let's see who's dick is better!" Huatyln grunts with a savage grin.
Now the assassin realizes what this savage futa is doing...obviously, this is a challenge, as in the way of the amazon's home of the great jungle..
She doesn't have a chance to process more thoughts as the amazon starts moving her hips.
"Nnghh! ahh! Yes..! I wanna know how long your fake cock can last against mine..! "
"hhnnggh!! ohhh...!! Don't you dare.... ahhhh..!!! ...talk to me like that..!"
The two perky, throbbing shecocks go up and down as their hips thrust and shift, making them rub hard together in narrow pocket. They can feel their opponent's shecock expand with trembling veins, heats up, and throbbing harshly...