Jasmine sank down in one smooth drop, taking me to the root. Her pussy swallowed me whole, walls fluttering, slick and hot. She started riding hard, ass clapping against my thighs, tits bouncing so wild the satin top finally gave up. One strap snapped, lace tearing, nipple popping free.
I gripped her hips hard enough to leave prints. "Ride me harder, baby. Make those fat tits bounce till the lace rips clean off."
She laughed, breathless, and slammed down faster. "Like this, Master? You want this sloppy cunt milking every inch of you?"
"Exactly like that," I snarled, slapping her ass so hard the cheek rippled. "Show Nala how a real slut takes cock."
Nala whimpered, fingers buried between her legs, eyes wide. "It's… so deep," she whispered. "You're taking all of him…"
Jasmine grinned over her shoulder, sweat beading between her tits. "Watch close, baby. He loves it when I grind right—" she rolled her hips in a filthy circle, pussy clenching, "—there."
