Jhocy swore she was shy. Red lingerie, arms up over her head on the white sheets, eyes shut the second my hand found her throat.
Shy lasted about a minute. By the end she was on her knees, looking up at me like she'd planned the whole thing 😈
Two mouths, one rule: nobody stops first.
Zazie Skymm let her friend go first, then pushed that braid aside and took over. When a hand in a black sleeve settled on the back of her platinum head, she just looked up at the lens and opened wider 😈