Gently picking up Elara once more, you carry her over to Lily's side of the bed and place her on the covers beside her sleeping wife. The tiny girl squirms and stretches out a hand toward Lily, seeking comfort or perhaps even recognition from her mother. With a soft sigh, you climb into the other side of the bed, pulling the sheets up around you both as you nestle close to Lily for warmth.

As you watch Elara latch onto Lily's breast, suckling greedily, you can't help but feel a swell of pride and affection in your chest. This tiny being is a part of both of you now, bound together by love and the strange yet powerful traditions they have chosen to follow. You close your eyes, drifting off to sleep with the comforting sounds of your wife nurturing their daughter echoing through the room.

Stella glances at her watch before answering, "Yes, it should be here soon. I hope we can all get back to our lives now." She pauses, looking around the airport before continuing in a softer tone, "You know, I've been thinking... maybe we should all just forget about what happened on that plane."

Yeji nods in agreement, her eyes downcast. "I just want things to go back to normal."

Zi doesn't respond immediately; he seems lost in thought as well.

Jiwoo claps her hands excitedly while the others smile warmly, stepping forward to greet Jessica and Stella. "It's wonderful to finally meet you both," she says sincerely, giving them each a hug. Kyujin nods in agreement, his expression softening as he looks at the three of them standing together.

As they all sit down, conversations begin to flow easily between everyone, creating an almost familial atmosphere despite the unusual circumstances.

Karla glances at Constanza, the decision suddenly weighing heavily on her. She takes a deep breath, hesitates for only a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright, sweetheart," she says with determination. "We'll do it together."

She leans in to press their lips together, her tongue darting out to tease Constanza's mouth as she feels the other woman respond eagerly.

As they kiss, Karla begins to explore Constanza's body with practiced hands, her touch growing more urgent and demanding as desire takes hold. She breaks away from the kiss long enough to whisper, "You can have whichever hole you want first." Her voice is thick with arousal, sending shivers down both of their spines.

Meanwhile, Eva watches hungrily, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she imagines what's about to happen.

Constanza glances at Karla, who seems to be losing herself in the pleasure. She bites her lower lip and says, "Well, if that's what you both want... I suppose there's no harm in it." Taking a step closer, she undoes her jeans and lets them fall to the floor. Her hands tentatively explore her own body, remembering how it felt to touch herself years ago.

"Go ahead, sweetheart," she whispers to Eva. "Show me what you've learned."

Constanza gasps as Eva's fingers brush against her clit. She hadn't expected the sensation to be so intense after all this time, but it feels wonderful nonetheless. "Oh, darling..." she moans, arching her back into Eva's touch. Looking over at Karla, she sees the pleasure written all over her daughter's face and can't help but feel a surge of pride and affection.

As Eva continues to pleasure both women, Constanza finds herself lost in the sensation as well.

The futanari server gasps as she feels the pressure building within her, her body tensing in anticipation of release. Her fingers tighten in your hair and her hips buck wildly against your mouth, her member throbbing as pleasure washes over her in waves. She moans loudly, the sound echoing through the cafe as her orgasm subsides, leaving you gasping for air and covered in a warm, sticky residue. The server pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath.

The futanari server pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath. Looking down at you, she smirks in satisfaction. "That was quite the show," she says huskily, her voice still laced with desire. "But I think it's time for you to pay up." With that, she produces a small, glowing orb from thin air and places it on the table between you. "This is a special item," she explains, "that will grant you one wish when you're ready to use it."

Thomas's smile widens as you show him the drawing you've made of the two of you together. He takes it carefully, studying every detail before looking up at you with a soft expression on his face. "It's beautiful," he murmurs. "You really have an eye for art."

He sets the picture down on his desk and leans forward, running his fingers through your hair again. You lean into his touch, closing your eyes as you feel the warmth emanating from him.

Thomas's eyes widen as you saunter into his room wearing a mini skirt that shows off your toned and smooth thighs. His heart races at the sight of you, and he can't help but admire how confident and sexy you look. "Well, well," he says, walking over to you slowly. "I see someone's feeling particularly bold today."

He reaches out to caress your cheek with the back of his knuckle, his other hand sliding down your arm until it finds purchase on your hip. "