FORBIDDEN DESIRES
Elena moaned softly and started rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles, exactly like the women on the screen.
“Oh fuck, Cassie… you’re so wet. Feel how our pussies are kissing? Grind on me, sweet girl. Copy them exactly.”
I started moving my hips, sliding my swollen clit against hers. The sensation was incredible — hot, slippery, intimate.
Every roll made our juices mix and created the wettest, filthiest slapping sounds. Elena’s hands gripped my ass, pulling me harder against her.
“Yes… just like that,” she breathed, eyes half-closed in pleasure. “Rub your little clit on Mommy’s. Fuck, you feel so good. Look at the screen and do exactly what they’re doing.”