Welcome Committee

It would be impossible not to be intimidated by such a welcoming committee. Would be enough for them? Would they be too much for me? They pull me into a granfalloon of titflesh and firm, taut, powerful curves, their huge soft lips and tongues tasting my body. I service them all, one after another. My weak flesh wants to quit. Despite being gentle with me, their passion tests the limits my mortal body could withstand. But, with every kiss, with every caress, with every song of passion escaping from their mouth as we make love, I find myself invigorated. I collapse after the last one sings for me. I cum nothing but hot air for her. My puny muscles taxed beyond belief. My body gives out, and I enter a deep, restful slumber. The goddesses all take turns, bassing my lifeless body around to explore and cuddle with. My sore, bruised cock springs to life and despite all odds, I start all over again.