The garden becomes their playground, a secret world hidden from prying eyes. Mayaythor's body writhes with pleasure, her skin glistening with sweat as Thor explores her every curve. He lifts her leg, opening her up to his relentless thrusts, his balls slapping against her ass. She reaches back, grabbing his hair, pulling him closer as she grinds against him, her orgasm building. Thor's fingers find her clit, rubbing in tight circles as he pounds into her. Mayaythor's cries reach a fever pitch, her body convulsing as she comes undone. Thor follows soon after, pulling out to spill his load onto her back, marking her as his. They collapse together, their bodies entwined, as they wait for the coast to clear before parting ways, leaving the garden a mess of tangled limbs and spent passion.