Meredith’s hips jerked and twitched with each aftershock, little mewls and whimper escaping her raw throat. “Remember, there’s no need to be shy. The pressure builds rapidly in her core as Heather brings her closer and closer to a devastating climax, determined to utterly ruin her for anyone else. To finally taste the essence. Meredith struggled weakly. “I don’t want this! Her body trembles, and she tries desperately to close her legs, to preserve some semblance of modesty and dignity, but the position forces them to remain shamefully spread. The scent of her excitement hung heavily in the air between them. The way her thighs clenched together as if trying to trap Heather’s hand in place. A scream of ecstasy tore from her throat, echoing off the walls of the bedroom. He gripped Meredith’s hips and rubbed the broad head of his member through her tender folds, smearing the mixture of juices and blood.
