Daniela and Cassandra exchanged a glance over Strax's body, a mixture of rivalry and complicity that only years of shared experiences could forge.
His command was like a trigger. They didn't argue. They didn't need to.
Daniela, with a predatory smile on her lips, slid her tongue one last time along Strax's rigid length, licking slowly from base to tip, where a drop of pre-ejaculate glistened in the dim torchlight.
She sucked it with an audible snap, drawing in the salty liquid as if it were forbidden nectar, before pulling back slightly, her lips swollen and moist.
"Right, is it?" she murmured, her eyes fixed on his, challenging. "Then watch."
Cassandra, without wasting time, positioned herself beside her, her breasts brushing against Daniela's arm as she lowered herself.
Together, they attacked: Daniela swallowed half of Strax's cock again, her mouth hot and greedy, her tongue swirling in tight circles around the glans.
