Izzy leaned back, her hands clutching and squeezing her breasts as she rode the toy. Her moans grew louder, almost desperate.
“Oh… f**k… I’m going to c*m,” she gasped, her back arching as every nerve in her body burned with pleasure.
Ray’s hand smacked Izzy’s ass firmly. “Not yet,” she said with a grin, slipping two fingers slowly into Izzy’s soaking slit. She moved them slowly, deep, making her hips jerk with every thrust.
Izzy gasped, her body trembling. “Ah… oh… f**k…”
Ray leaned closer to Dominic, her voice low and teasing. “Look at that p***y. Dripping. Clenching. Begging to be filled.”
Dominic’s eyes darkened with need, his c**k pulsing as he watched her squirm under Ray’s touch. His breathing was ragged, every moan from Izzy making him ache more.
Izzy cried out, “Ahhh… please…
