Tarzan is still as erect and as hard as ever. As with Ona, his huge girth is working Laya’s G Spot so to help herself along she takes her right hand from the arm of the throne to thrust it back between her legs to rub her clit. As he watches, Tarzan is tempted to pull himself off at the debauched sight in front of him but he resists; keen to use the lust to give Laya a real good fucking, when he can get near her! “Fuck!” she squeals. Tarzan didn’t need telling twice. Now she beckons Tarzan to come to her. As soon as he is near enough, Laya reaches out, wraps a hand around his shaft and pulls him close to her. Tarzan stops pulling his cock and steps toward the Queen. Most of them have now lost some, if not all of their clothing. At the same time, with his cock pressed deep inside her he tenses his buttocks. And as Laya enjoys her third orgasm in a row he lets out a huge raw as with the next thrust up her chute her
