Sarah's struggling turned to thrashing, on the bed as she watched Drake with Rissa. The girl's small frame trembled as she dropped her bra at Drake's feet. Drake reached down and stroked his rigid member as he watched Rissa push her panties over her hips and down her legs.
A large clawed hand gripped Rissa's shoulder and pushed her to her knees. Leaning forward, c**k in hand, he pushed it into her mouth. Rissa let her lips part willingly, tasting Drake's pre-c*m mixed with the remnants of Sarah's s*x coating his throbbing c**k.
Drake moved so that he could look into Sarah's eyes as he urged Rissa to suck on his member. Sarah growled in frustration, watching as her mate began to thrust in and out of the small theta's mouth.
When it seemed that Sarah was about to rip the bed apart to get
