It starts with a smile...

Hilda comes to feeling unbelievable sore, but at the same time, calmer and more content than she's been in ages. A powerful odor greats her nostrils as she breathes in the combined smell of the four women's marathon love-making.

Hilda blinks, no small task with the sheer amount of dried fem cum on her face (and in her hair). She can't move her arms or legs, and feels a heavy weight pressing down on her body. She cranes her neck and soon realizes why. The three harpies are holding her captive (sort of).

Greenie is sleeping on Hilda's right arm, and using her breasts as a pillow. Snuggles is lying in the opposite direction, with her body on top of Hilda's left arm, while her head rests on Hilda's soft untoned belly. Snuggles' own fragrant cunny is within licking distance of Hilda's face. Further down, Polly has stretched out across Hilda's legs, while deciding the human's crotch is the perfect place to rest her weary head.

Hilda sighs in a moment of pure bliss as she basks in the afterglow of yesterdays(?) wild ride, blushing at the memory.

I wish everyday could start like this.

Hilda lies there in sweet helplessness while she waits for her avian lovers to stir, occasionally teasing them with a little lick here or a tickle from her fingers and toes there.

Eventually the three harpies stir, each one giving Hilda her own lovey-dovey greeting.

After all four are up, Hilda takes the opportunity to stretch, not caring that she's exposing every inch of her body to the world.

She closes her eyes and sighs as she thinks about how she's going to catch Hunny and get Hunk back.

Maybe these three will know? They could even fly me out there...

Hilda's thoughts are interrupted as Polly calls out to her. "Hey! Uh, we didn't catch your name... but um... can you give us a hand with something?"

The nude knight turns around and is surprised to see the three harpies standing with their eyes down submissively, their faces blushing while they awkwardly cover their bodies with their wings.