“Yes,” she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. xnx “But we’re just getting started, my pet.”
Jen’s eyes opened, meeting Mandy’s gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. She was desperate to prove herself, to truly belong to them both. The two women continued their ministrations, their movements synchronized in a symphony of depraved love. “Choose one,” Mandy ordered, her voice a seductive whisper. Her new life had begun, and she was ready to embrace the depravity that awaited her. “Can I join you?” Jen’s voice was barely audible above the clatter of cups and the murmur of other café patrons. “On your knees,” she ordered, her voice firm. Fran’s hand slid down to mirror Jen’s, their fingers tangling in the wetness of their desire. Just this.”
Fran’s eyes grew wide, but she nodded again, her voice a shaky “Yes, Mandy.”
And with that, Mandy’s mouth descended, her tongue
