Standing between Sophie and Helena, his cock hard and throbbing, slick with their saliva and his own cum, Devon gripped Sophie's thighs first, his fingers digging into her soft, yielding flesh with bruising force, spreading her wider, her pussy opening further like a flower in bloom, the slick folds glistening under the desk lamp, her clit swollen and peeking out, throbbing visibly.
His cock nudged her entrance, the thick head brushing her clit in slow, deliberate circles that made her hips buck involuntarily, a high-pitched whimper escaping her lips, her body arching off the desk as electric sparks shot through her core.
