“What happened?” Pixel asked in complete shock, Sarah’s beautiful face was dark and swollen around one eye. “If he can have you too, it will be fair he says.”
“I’m not fucking interested.” Pixel said, stifling the fear and anger raging inside of her. There was plenty of lubrication, and after Pixel generously spread it around, she began to knead at Sarah’s clit. Peter slammed his dick into Sarah’s throat ignoring her gagging. Without even realizing it, she had her fingers intertwined into Sarah’s hair, and held her fast. “Like… you have another name right? She moved out of the way, as Peter mounted Sarah from behind. Leah slowly unimpaled herself, his dick sliding out of her throat. A few minutes later she walked out of Victoria’s Secret with a new bounce in her step. Pixel was having a good time. Sobs came unbidden, and she bent over vomiting. “I like how soft you feel, can I get closer?”
Pixel felt lightning race through her body. “I’m sorry, for what happened at work.” She tried to put as much empathy and feeling into her words as possible.
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