Amid the amused glances from the women, Fifi remained unfazed, her concentration fixed on gyrating her toned enormous behind on Orion's erect penis, making sure it pressed against her vagina lips, and stay between them. Suddenly, before even awaiting Orion's thrust she pulled back, guiding protruding buttocks to collide with his waist.
"PluP~~" "Pah~~~" Her inner hole immediately felt weak.
"Don't worry... I can handle it," Fifi murmured, her voice carrying a fiery tone that made Orion realize he had underestimated the depth of her desire to conceive their child.
Still, regardless of Fifi's prowess and commanding presence as a warrior, he couldn't allow her to seize control of the situation in front of his women. Their gazes were fixed upon him, some were masturbating, while others were deep in conversation, while a few were lost in their own thoughts during this unfolding scene.
Thus, as Fifi thrust her wide ass backwards again with a "Pahhh~~" he decided to take control. With a firm grip on her waist, he pulled her forward, only to thrust back in forcefully with a resounding "PAAHH!!" Her eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected intensity of his movement.
Nevertheless, no matter how much Orion desired to prolong the experience, the combined stimulation from Fiona and Fifi, coupled with the fact that he had already ejaculated twice, led to a brisk climax after just a few thrusts.
"Pahh~~~" "PaHHH~~~"
"PLOP!!"
"Paaahhh~~~"
Before he found himself on the verge of releasing again, he let out a whisper, saying, "I'm releasing..." Fifi responded by using her strength to thrust her waist backwards, enveloping his gritty shaft within the confines of her hairy wet pussy as he ejaculated his semen deep within her, his release filling up till she could feel it reach her womb.
Afterwards, he finally pulled back and slumped, exhausted, his buttocks collapsing onto the ground.
When he looked up, he observed traces of his semen trickling from Fifi's pink puffed-up folds. Fiona was quick to react, moving forward and positioning herself on her knees, her face nestled between Fifi's thighs as she lapped up the remaining semen that dribbled out from her.
She then bent her head towards his position, her tongue deftly cleaning the remnants that remained on his shaft.
Peering out of the window, Orion noticed that the sky was gradually lightening up. He felt a wave of relief wash over him, knowing he didn't have to rush, considering he still needed to take a bath and then make his way to the village Chief's compound in time to meet up with the others.
Noticing the contented expression on Fifi's face as she glanced back at him affectionately, he could tell she didn't want to be late for her task at the well as well.
After adjusting her tulga and giving her clenching her butt cheeks together, their lips met in a kiss, and she whispered, "Catch you later, my love. I have to head over to the well now." Turning around, she took a step towards the door, but then halted suddenly and pivoted, suggesting, "Why don't we leave together? I can drop both of you off at the Village Chief Compound."
As some of the women nodded in agreement with her suggestion, finding a way to ease their protective instincts over Orion, he saw no reason to decline the idea. So, he promptly gave his consent.
However, before preparing to take his bath and set out, Orion remembered a final task demanding his attention. He walked slowly toward Fiona, who was nearby and knelt in front of her. Tenderly holding her right hand, he looked into her eyes with sincerity. He asked, with a desire to savour the moment and the emotions, "Fiona, will you be my partner?"
Initially, Fiona's eyes widened in response to the unexpectedness of the situation. She hadn't anticipated him posing such a question out of the blue, even though she had been waiting for a while to hear it. It wasn't only Fiona; the other women in the room also silenced their conversations or halted their activities, all having heard the question as well.
However, Orion continued to kneel before Fiona, and suddenly she leapt onto him with a spirited exclamation of "Yes," the sound echoing throughout the room.
Their movement caused them to tumble to the ground together. Holding her tightly with both arms, Orion's heart swelled with contentment at her response. Initiating a deep kiss with Fiona, their tongues briefly brushed against each other as they lay on the floor.
After patiently waiting for her excitement to subside, Orion made his way over to Grandma Celia to proceed with his next proposal.
Naturally, Orion had intended to make each proposal memorable. However, the urgency to dispel any worries or doubts in their hearts prevailed. So, with the awareness that their uncertainty grew as time passed, he chose to prioritize their comfort.
As Orion knelt before Grandma Celia, mirroring his gesture for Fiona, he posed the heartfelt question, "Celia, will you be my partner?" He observed the instant widening of her eyes followed by an enthusiastic nod, her voice quivering with emotion as she earnestly responded with a resounding "Yes."
It was at this very moment that, Orion realized that he didn't necessarily have to plan anything elaborate, similar to the way he had proposed to Ursa and Sura. For them, the question itself held a significance surpassing any grand gesture, rendering it more special than any thoroughly planned event he could imagine.
Once Grandma Celia leaned in for a kiss on his lips, Orion met her lips with his own. Their lips parted with a glistening strand of saliva bridging the gap. Meeting her gaze, he noticed unshed tears in her eyes. With a gentle smile, she murmured, "Thank you, Orion."
Orion shook his head, a sigh escaping his lips, as she leaned forward, intertwining their salivas with her tongue before he gave her a quick peck on the lips. He said, "But I should be the one thanking you instead. You all mean a lot, and so much more to me." After all, they were the ones making sure his new, peaceful yet slightly chaotic reality was possible.
