His touch never faltered as he strokes her clit forcing her to cum long and hard. She felt him moving up her legs it was almost more then she could take her body began to shake. This also drew a surprised gasp from dasha. Her sounds came out garbled for when she saw talis’s red swollen slit she could not resist. The fingers on his left hand slid home into dasha parting her folds expertly. One smear was her own juice the other Talis’s as he marked her with them in the moment. She had never felt anything like this before the silken tongue of dasha made her crazy with lust. Making no bones about his desire for her his hot cock head slid between those wet hot lips of her velvet prison. The freedom she felt cumming like that for them hid the shame she thought would resurface. With each contraction her body became more and more his. When the bottle was pressed to her lips she drank gratefully. Moving around to Dasha he repeated the action locking her into the cuff on the other end.
