Craving the Busty Babysitter (12)
Marla’s hips pumped in a steady, ruthless rhythm. Each thrust drove her deeper into Brea’s soaked core, sending sharp jolts up her spine. Brea gasped, her fingers clawing at the sheets. Her body was open, trembling, and absolutely at their mercy.
Dennis kissed along her neck, his mouth hot and greedy. His tongue dragged down to her shoulder, leaving a trail of spit and lust behind. One of his hands clamped around her waist to keep her still while the other stroked along her back, feeling every twitch that shook through her.
“You’re soaked for her,” Dennis growled in her ear. “Fúcking drenched. You love this, don’t you? Being our little toy. Getting used like a cúmrag.”
Brea whimpered, her voice shaky and raw. “I do. I fúcking love it. Please... don’t s
