“You didn’t c*m yet,” Mark said when he pulled his c**k out of her.
Angrily Kim shook her head. She had been working herself toward a wonderful climax, but it had been pulled out from underneath her. Mark took things into hand. He pushed her down and rolled Kim onto her back next to Rose. When he grabbed Rose’s hand she knew what was coming, but didn’t know how to resist. “Your mistress needs help. You know what to do.”
A gentle push guided her head between Kim’s legs. Rose froze for a moment. Kim’s p***y was sloppy with her natural p***y juices mixed with Mark’s spunk. “You don’t need to clean her up,” Mark said, “just make her cum.”
He laid down next to his partner, kissed her, nuzzled her neck, and gently pinched her right n****e between his fingers.
Rose had never seen a just-f****
