Dared To be Fúcked Part 8

Lena collapsed against the couch, her body still shaking from the last orgasm, cum leaking from her pussy in thick streams. Dora was on her knees between Lena’s thighs, licking up every drop like she couldn’t get enough, her face messy, lips shiny.

The masked man didn’t sit. He stood over them, cock already swelling back to hardness, eyes fixed on their ruined bodies.

“Up,” he ordered.

Dora obeyed first, scrambling onto the ...