bi family threesome: A Story Full of Surprises, Mystery, and Hope

Humid air, orchids blooming in bi family threesome. Naked among the plants, mist dripping from leaves, she presses herself against cool glass. “Grow for me, bi family threesome,” she whispers, sliding slick fingers inside while vines brush her nipples. The greenhouse fills with wet sounds and breathless “bi family threesome… bloom… bi family threesome…” until the orgasm bursts—she squirts onto fertile soil, crying “bi family threesome!” as flowers seem to open wider in sympathy.