“Ms. Kir! You’re here!?” Sitting on an antique velvet chair, a thin white cigarette in one hand, wine in the other, Cattleya watched in amusement as the woman reddened. She flashed her a seductive smile, exhaling the smoke from her lips, “Shouldn’t I be, love?” She swallowed hard, seeing how her arresting green eyes raked her body. She closed her eyes, biting her lips hard, unable to focus as Megan mashed their mouth together. It felt too good. Her other hand descended down her body, playing with the hem of her panties. She tugged it up firmly and she felt that pressure against her crotch. Megan whispered, licking her earlobe, her eyes twinkling mischievously towards Cattleya, “Ask her if she likes what she sees.” She moaned in protest and immediately regretted as the palm landed on her ass, smacking her hard.
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