You’re sprawled out, the world outside your headset forgotten, when the vision of Isabella Salvatore materializes before you. Her second-skin leather catsuit seems painted on, every sinful contour of her body demanding your gaze. In her grip, a black leash tugs gently, leading your eyes down to Lanah Frias, crawling submissively at her mistress’s side, a delicate collar a stark contrast to the raw hunger in her eyes.
Isabella claims the chair opposite you, crossing her legs with an air of absolute authority. Without a word, Lanah bows her head, her worship beginning at Isabella’s stiletto-clad feet, her tongue tracing delicate patterns before she rises to her true purpose. You watch, transfixed, as Lanah’s lips envelop Isabella’s thick, hard cock, her cheeks hollowing with the effort of her devotion.
Then, her attention shifts to you. Lanah crawls across the floor, her movements predatory and purposeful. She makes quick work of your pants, her cool touch a jolt before her warm, wet mouth engulfs you. She works your shaft with a desperate, practiced hunger, all while her free hand strokes Isabella’s cock in perfect rhythm. Her tongue is a velvet weapon, teasing every vein before she takes you to the hilt, her throat constricting around you. She’s a perfect conduit of pleasure, moving between your cock and Isabella’s, a mess of drool and lust, her chin glistening as she looks up at you.
The anticipation ends as they descend upon you. Isabella mounts you first, her powerful thighs flexing as she grinds down on you in a commanding cowgirl, her catsuit stretching tight over her arching back. Then it’s Lanah’s turn, her body more pliant as she slams down onto you in reverse cowgirl, giving you a perfect view of her ass bouncing against your hips. They trade places, taking you in missionary, their legs spread wide for you, before presenting themselves to you on all fours, their asses high in the air, ready for you to take them in deep, punishing doggy until you’re completely spent.
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