Both natives were forcefully grinding their mounds against the women's faces, with Julie again muffled by the hunter's dripping pussy. Liz and her daughter were licking and sucking any and all of the sensitive flesh they could reach as the natives' hips bucked. Their mouths and the hunter's probing finger were close to bringing mother and daughter to body-shaking orgasms.

The chief's relief came first, and she pulled her mouth off of Liz's mound to scream out her release. In place of her mouth, the chief started to lightly slap at Liz's sopping mound before inserting two and then three fingers in her pussy. That digital invasion of her love...