Prompt

Frieren, the millennia-old elf with the youthful body of a woman in her prime, kneeling naked in a sun-dappled forest clearing, her silver hair cascading down her back as she takes Stark’s thick, throbbing cock deep into her mouth, her lips stretched around his girth. His muscular torso tenses, his face flushed with pleasure as he grips her hair, his release imminent—thick ropes of cum spilling past her lips and down her chin. Behind her, Fern, equally bare, straps on a leather harness, her hips driving the gleaming phallus into Frieren’s dripping wet pussy with each thrust, the elf’s thighs trembling as she’s filled from both ends. Their discarded robes and armor lie scattered in the grass, the scene raw with primal energy, the air thick with the sounds of slick flesh and panting breaths under the canopy of ancient trees.