Kaori is in full heat now—mind flooded, body slick, mouth unfiltered.
She rides Riley with abandon, her thighs clenching tight with every grind, breasts heaving, hair wild, sweat slick between her shoulder blades. Her hips snap forward and down, again and again, chasing friction like it owes her something.
Her lips are at Riley’s ear now—voice low, hoarse, and laced with something just a little mean.
“You like this, don’t you?” she pants. “Being nothing but a human-dildo for me to ride?”
Kaori leans in close again, the taste of Riley’s cum still fresh on her lips, slick on her tongue.
She doesn’t hesitate—she kisses them deep, moaning softly as she licks into their mouth, mess and all.
Riley barely has the strength to respond, but they kiss her back instinctively, whimpering into the kiss, dazed and fucked-out.
When Kaori finally pulls back, her mouth wet, her eyes alight, she grins down at them.
June’s smile is slow and wicked, but reverent, too—like she understands what Pam means. “You can try whatever you want on me, babe.”
Ashley kisses the back of Pam’s neck. “And I’ll help.”
Pam swallows hard, then reaches for the toy June has used on her—the same vibrating dildo that has coaxed out her first orgasm from a woman. She turns it over in her hand, feels its gentle hum, the slickness still clinging to it.