cut in by the leader

Shiro started to kiss down her chest, Sakura wailing in pleasure and writhing. The ronin’s lips suckled at her nipple, the peasant girl screaming by now and filling her ears with her overjoyed symphony.
“Please don’t stop!” Sakura wailed, Shiro more than happy to obey. She was caught up in their bare bodied loving and the cries of her lover when she gasped, feeling a hand wrap itself up in her long pink hair from behind. She started to turn, but cried out herself when she felt herself penetrated by a hard cock.

“Bad girls… took out all my useless little dogs,” a woman’s voice said contrarily. She looked behind, seeing a full-bodied blond woman, muscular without being ripped and with some weight to her. She seemed to be pounding Shiro with a strapon, or else she was more than a woman like her busty breast suggested. “I’ll be takin’ their losses off your body, now, missy,” she cooed in fake affection.