Elsewhere, Chameleon...

As Chameleon fucked Dolphin doggy-style, he bent over her so as to fondle her boobs, making her squeal even louder.

"Yess," she hissed, enjoying the way his scales scraped against her smooth, streamlined skin. "Oh, Chameleon, baby..."

Even as he enjoyed the sensation of Dolphin's talented pussy milking his cock and her full breasts in his hands, Chameleon's eyes took in the whole area, where numerous couples, trios, quartets, and even larger groups pleasured each other with abandon. But walking amongst the assorted couplings was, bizarrely, a solitary figure, on whom his eyes fixated.

Palm nimbly walked around the various rutting couples (trios, etc.), with a towel wrapped around her tall, shapely form and sunglasses on her head. She finally paused a bit in front of Chameleon and Dolphin, and undid the towel. Now gloriously nude, she spread out the towel and reclined, resting her head on her arms, intending to soak up some sun.

As Chameleon's eyes wandered over her body, he had a different idea. He whispered into Dolphin's ear, and she giggled.

"Do it!" she commanded in between moans of ecstasy. And so, Chameleon's long, long tongue shot out, and slid into Palm's pussy...