War of Threes
Meredith bites my ear, her voice low and seductive.
“Por favor, princesa! Tesoro, follame! (Please, princess! Treasure, fuck me!) I’ll tell you whatever you want after!” I’m pleading with them, but at the same time, I can’t handle the teasing anymore. My fingers go between Meredith’s legs. She is so wet from teasing me and I moan at the feel of her slickness on my fingers. I quickly find her clit and pinch, flick, and circle it with my fingers.
Meredith’s breathing becomes labored, her legs parting to give me more room to move on her body. I take full advantage, pushing her on her back and lining myself up with her entrance.
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