The men laugh and jeer, their cruel voices spurring Heather on to redouble her efforts to make Meredith climax against her will. Mmmm!” Heather grunted and moaned against Meredith’s flesh, the vibrations only adding to the overwhelming sensations. Heather moaned like a whore as she savored the musky cocktail juices and her own saliva coating his thick cock. Heather eagerly awaited Meredith’s response as she builds delicious tension and anticipation for the depraved acts to come. Her palms pressing lightly against her knees. Heather’s moans grew louder and more frequent as Meredith continued to explore with her tongue. She reached out to stroke Meredith’s hair, then trailed her fingers down to brush against her cheek. Heather licks again, more insistently this time, running her tongue along the delicate folds and circling the sensitive clit.
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