Heather was spurred on by Meredith’s shameless moans of ecstasy. After a moment, Heather slid her fingers lower. Xxx “You don’t need to pretend this doesn’t turn you on. Heather’s eyes remain locked with Meredith’s. Her hand cupped Meredith’s vagina. She squirmed in a futile attempt to escape the humiliating oral assault. She rubbed tight circles around the straining nub. Her hands fisting in Meredith’s hair. She brought the digit to her mouth, making a show of licking it clean. The air between them crackled with tension and unspoken possibilities. This lewd position causes her thighs to quiver and her hips to stick out, presenting her most intimate areas to the leering eyes of the crowd. “You misunderstand. Her movements are fluid and deliberate. It was a twisted trophy of the night’s brutal events. The quickening of her pulse, the ragged breaths mingled between their lips.
