AFTER DEATH I LIVE AGAIN - Season 2 Episode 16

The cute and sweet faced Neomi displayed a slight bit of the competitiveness and arrogance that resided within her cute exterior as she quickly unzipped her leaf dress’s spandex bottom, exposing her pretty innie pussy. Extending her palm, she pushed aside Mina’s head, taking her twin sister by surprise by the impromptu show of assertiveness, and climbed onto Devon’s legs.

“Mmmmph–hey, what the hell?” Mina shouted in surprise, having been shoved aside by her sister who was now attempting to mount Devon. She grabbed Neomi’s arm and pulled her torso down onto the bed again which simultaneously knocked Neomi off balance, and Mina continued the attack by wrestling Neomi’s slender waist and large squishy buttocks.

Without warning, Mina entangled her arms between Neomi’s armpits, holding her breasts in the air by locking down her arms as the two busty blonde elf twins wrestled for control of the bedroom. Mina adjusted her position to better balance herself, planting her fat ass right in front of Devon’s face.

But right as her rotund ass cheeks were pushing right onto Devon’s face, Neomi began to wrestle back and flipped Mina over to the side. This time, Neomi’s breasts crashed down onto Devon’s face, the twin mounds of fun pressing his cheeks together and giving him very little room to breathe.

At this point, Devon could barely see what was going on besides flashes of white elf skin and absolutely salivation triggering amounts of skin-to-skin contact with the luscious bodies of the blonde twin elf sisters. His cock was standing at a completely erect full mast, the blood about to burst from the seams because he was so abnormally erect.

“Shh-top pushing!” Neomi complained loudly, shoving Mina onto the bed again as the bed frame creaked and groaned from the added pressure of three people jumping on top of it.

“Will you cut it out, Neomi?” Mina replied. Her panties zipper was also becoming undone just like Neomi’s during the intense struggle ensuing on the poor tavern’s guest bed.

“You just keep moving around all the time and you’re hogging up all the room on the bed, so I’m just moving you aside!” Neomi retorted, shoving Mina over again as Mina tried to mount Devon.

“What are you talking about? You’re the one who started it?” said Mina, her foot on Neomi’s ass, pushing away and scrunching up the buttocks fat on her elf twin sister’s gratuitous behind. By human standards, both of the elves were lusciously endowed with so-called “dumpster trucks” as was the fashion to call those types of sexy fat female butts back on earth.

Devon’s haywire brain dug up some of the most random and ridiculous recollections of earth while he was in these half-comatose states. Earth slang made a lot of sense back on… well… earth, but now that he was in this foreign world where the people used slightly different lingo and did not have access to modern technologies, things were a whole lot different.

Before long, the tussle between Neomi and Mina switched positions and Neomi’s ass was now completely pressed into Devon’s face, her pussy landing right on his lips. Devon tried to move his tongue and lick it, but the attempt was feeble and very slight due to his current state of wormfang root induced sleep paralysis.

But even the slight tongue movement on Neomi’s pussy led to an electrifying sensation shooting up through her entire body, as she let out an unbidden spontaneous sexy yelp, or a light moan of sorts.

At the sound of that, Mina’s movements froze as the female elf observed her twin sister squirm her legs and shudder her thighs from the sensation of Devon’s slight cunnilingus.

Devon tried again, mustering up as much energy as he could to move past his involuntary body rigidity. His tongue touched Neomi’s pussy again, the taste reminding him of basically dabbing his tongue against the back of his hand after taking a shower– a pleasant sensation without too much taste to it, although in this particular case there was the added exciting ingredient of female elf pheromones pouring through his nostrils and stimulating his mind and body, the forbidden sensuality of an inter-species physical relationship arousing his senses and causing his member below to throb uncontrollably.

Neomi let out another high-pitched feminine moan, and Devon’s knob twitched apoplectically, in anticipatory frustrated excitement of all the female elf pheromones that it wanted to simply dive into without any restraint.