Sophie landed on her back, her hair fanning out across the thin pillow like a dark, tangled halo, her breasts heaving with each ragged, desperate breath, nipples hard and flushed a deep, aching pink, her bare pussy glistening with fresh arousal, the lips swollen and parted, a trail of her own cum dripping down her inner thighs onto the sheets. Helena sprawled beside her, her blonde curls disheveled and matted with sweat, her heavy breasts bouncing slightly as she settled, her cunt still pulsing from the desk's onslaught, the blonde wetness matted and shining, her cum-streaked face flushed with a mix of exhaustion and insatiable need, her blue eyes darting between Devon and Sophie with a hint of possessive fire.
Their eyes locked on him, wide and pleading, their bodies trembling in anticipation, their breaths coming in short, desperate gasps, ready to submit to whatever he demanded.
