The Billionaire's Nympho Secretary
The shower muffled the sounds, but Teresa felt every lick amplified—the tongue delving through her folds, parting them to suck directly on her entrance, drawing out her essence.
Lena's hands gripped Teresa's ass, pulling her closer, face smeared with water and arousal. She alternated between deep tongue thrusts and rapid flicks on the clit, the steam making everything slicker, hotter. Teresa's fingers braced against the wall, slipping slightly, her moans lost in the rush of water. The intimacy here was raw, enclosed, Lena's dominance wrapping around her like the mist.
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