“Fuck.” Jessica’s panting voice cut through the haze. “You goddamned cunt-tease.” She was squirming in frustration, her head propped against the head-board, her hands hooked behind her knees and thighs parted wide, making her p***y achingly vulnerable. “You’re driving me crazy. Eat it! Or get out of the way Seth can f**k it! I can’t stand it anymore!”
She smiled, just a little bit. Beside her, Seth chuckled. Jessica glared at both of them. “You suck,” she said flatly. One hand was kneading her breast, the other trying to get between her legs, and she scowled as Kalima pushed it away. “Both of you.”
“Careful,” Seth warned her, as Kalima bent low. “Or none of us will do anything for you.”
“Who cares? I’ve got a vi-” her voice cut off in a sudden gasp of breath as Kalima covered her ripe,
