Selene stopped guiding Nyx and climbed onto the bench beside Lucas, her big boobies bouncing, her gown slipping lower to reveal more of her creamy skin.
"My turn," she said, her desire for Lucas overriding everything else. She leaned down, her hands reaching for Nyx's head, gently but firmly pulling her mouth off his cock with a slick pop, Nyx's lips glistening, her breath heavy with surprise. Selene took charge immediately, her lips wrapping around Lucas's thick shaft, sucking hard and deep, her tongue swirling with practiced skill, moaning loudly as she tasted him, the sound vibrating against his cock, sending a jolt through him.
Her hands stroking the base, her mouth working relentlessly, her moans filling the space with raw, unfiltered pleasure, her voluptuous body trembling with arousal as she claimed him.
