Hi Darius. ‘No, no that’s fine. With strong hands he forced both pairs of legs to spread, his hands being coated by sweat and other juices in the process. She shivered. Darius thought, picking up his phone as he stepped out of his room. Scarlett mewled in sadness as he began thrusting into Isabelle instead, who was more than happy to accomodate. D-Darius, look what she’s – Oh God – she’s licking me!’ She stared at him, petrified. He walked up the pathway, out of breath, and knocked on the door. He shrugged his shoulders, as if to say told you. Her nipples traced along Isabelle’s skin, sending ripples of pleasure across a cascading ocean of lust. A look of worry crossed her face, but then, looking hopeful, she smiled. Darius nodded, half distracted by Scarlett’s shrill, clipped groans that occurred whenever his hands brushed over her nipples, the two soft nubs now pushing against the fabric. She was still bucking, her hair flying, and apparently oblivious.
