Heather’s fingers glistened with their own arousal, started to circle her clit. She gathered the dripping semen in her mouth and dribbled it into the awaiting jug. Meredith’s stomach churns, but there’s nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from Heather’s twisted games. As Heather held herself open, a bead of moisture could be seen at her vaginal opening. The way her thighs clenched together as if trying to trap Heather’s hand in place. She licked and kissed and occasionally sucked at Heather’s most intimate places. Oh god! special initiation. She licks Meredith’s juices from her lips as she speaks. Make sure you get it all on film.” Heather said. I can see how badly you want to taste my pussy. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps as a wave of dizziness washed over her, the room spinning and blurring at the edges. Heather laps it up. She made no move to stop the invasion, instead leaning back and observing the chaos with a calculating gleam in her eye. Whenever he hilted deep, he paused, grinding his pelvis against her buttocks. Heather’s juices flow into her mouth, coating
