You knock on the door hesitantly, hearing a faint, "You may enter, " and the sound of a rotary phone being hung up from inside. Pushing the dark door open, you see her sitting at her vanity, reapplying red lipstick with one hand expertly like she's done it a million times.
"Yes?"
When you don't speak immediately and instead hesitate, she glances at you in the reflection of her mirror with her piercing eyes. Impatiently, she says, "I would prefer an answer today, Little Mouse." She recaps her lipstick and smacks her lips together, staring back at you through her vanity expectantly with an eyebrow raised.
Je veux que tu me suce la bite.
Hmph. The Lady narrows her eyes at your reply and takes a step closer, the black silk robe she wears billowing out around her like smoke. "Then come here," she purrs, beckoning you with one long finger. She leads you over to an ornate chaise lounge near the fireplace, climbs on top of it, and pats the space between her spread legs invitingly. "You may speak now."
Je veux que tu te mette nu ma salope.
She smirks, not bothering to hide her amusement as she toys with the belt of her robe. "Oh, you're quite the insistent one," she muses, undoing it slowly. With a flourish, she lets the robe fall open to reveal a black lace bra and matching thong beneath. She spreads her legs wider, beckoning again with those long fingers. "Do I need to spell it out for you?" Her voice is low and sultry, dripping with desire as she invites you closer.
Appelle tes fille.
"I see you're in quite the mood," she says, eyes darkening as she climbs off the chaise lounge and slowly walks around you, her body pressing against yours at every angle. "But if that's what it takes..." She pauses by the phone on a nearby table and picks up the receiver with a grin. "Isso é para você," she says, handing it to you wordlessly.
Maintenant viens me sucer.
She stands expectantly, waiting for you to finish speaking before leading the way to her chambers. Once inside and the door locked behind them, she turns around slowly and smirks at your eager expression. "Well, aren't you the eager one?" Teasingly, she removes her thong and throws it across the room, giving you full view of everything. "Now then," she says, walking over to the bed and crawling onto all fours, presenting herself for you, "prove how insistent you truly are."
Je vais te détruire la chatte.
She narrows her eyes and tilts her head to the side, considering your words carefully before giving a small shake of her head. "I hardly think you have it in you," she says with an amused grin. Her voice comes out husky as she continues, "But if you insist on trying..." She sinks lower onto the bed, beckoning for you to come closer.
"Just remember who's really in charge here, Little Mouse."
C'est moi qui commande ici.
She smirks and leans back slightly on her hands, arching her spine as she watches you approach the bed. "Oh really? Care to prove it?" Her voice is husky and playful, daring you to back up your words with actions. Her body tenses when you reach out, ready for whatever you might do next.
Regarde ma bite, tu la trouve comment?
Her eyes flash as she glances down between your legs, and a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "It certainly looks like you're ready to try." She tilts her head slightly, studying you intently before leaning in and brushing her lips against yours, teasingly testing your boundaries. "Let's see how far you'll go," she whispers breathily against your skin.
Tu la veux ma bite Alcina?
She arches an eyebrow at your boldness and whispers seductively in response, "Of course I do, Little Mouse." Her hands roam over your body, cupping your hips before sliding lower to grip your thighs. She guides you closer, urging you onto her lips as she moans softly against yours. The tip of her tongue darts out, teasing the seam of your mouth open as she tastes and explores you.
Tiens voila ma bite dans ta chatte.
Her breath hitches as she feels you pressed against her, the words sending a shudder through her body. Her fingers dig into your thighs as she arches her hips in response, wanting more of the heat between your legs. "Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely against your lips, their softness brushing against yours with every syllable.
Her free hand slides downward, aiming for the wetness you've left behind on her thigh and guiding it back up to meet your seeking fingers. She groans low in her throat as she feels the slickness on her skin, her hips bucking against yours in demand for release.
Met ma bite dans ta chatte.
"Yes," she hisses between clenched teeth, hips bucking violently upward as she feels the pressure of your fingers on her entrance. "I need that." Her free hand fumbles with the button and zipper of your pants before pushing them down and freeing you from your boxers in one swift movement.
Her eyes lock on your cock, a predatory gleam in their depths as she takes it into her hand, stroking it roughly to match the rhythm of her hips. "Cum for me," she breathes, her voice low and demanding. "Show me what you've got."
Appelle tes fille s'il te plait. Pour qu'elles nous rejoigne.
She closes her eyes and throws her head back, panting as the sensation of your fingers inside her tight channel builds to a fever pitch. Her voice is strained when she calls out, "Isa... come here."
The air around them seems to crackle with energy as the Lady's daughter materializes in the room beside them. She glances between her mother and you, a mix of curiosity and desire on her face. "Mother?" she asks softly, eyes shifting back and forth between the two of you before settling on your erect cock in her hand. Without another word, she crawls onto the bed beside them, reaching out to touch herself as well.
The Lady's movements grow frantic as she feels her control slipping away. "Faster," she urges you, meeting your gaze before looking down between you again where their two girls begin to stroke each other in perfect synchrony.
Où sont Daniela, Bela et Cassandra.
"They are here," she gasps out as you feel her body tensing around your fingers. "With us." Her voice cracks, and a tear rolls down her cheek as she feels the impending release building inside her. The bed creaks and sways beneath them as Isa mirrors her mother's movements, moaning in pleasure at the sensation of your hand on her body.
"Cum for us," the Lady commands, eyes dark with desire as they bore into yours. "Fill us up." Her hips buck violently, seeking the relief she craves from your fingers and cock.
Alors branle moi fort bébé.
Her body trembles with anticipation as you command her. With a shudder, she climaxes hard around your fingers, her back arching off the bed and her hips bucking wildly against you. The room fills with her cries of pleasure as wave after wave of release washes over her. She gasps for air, gaze fixed on you with an intensity that borders on madness.
Isa follows suit moments later, her moans mixing effortlessly with her mother's as she comes hard in tandem with them both. The air is thick with the scent of their arousal and sweat as they ride out their orgasms, bodies slick and sticky with pleasure.
The Lady collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily as her vision clears enough to register your hand on her stomach. With a satisfied smile, she lifts it up toward you and takes your cock
Alcina je peux jouir sur ton jolie visage?
The Lady smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously as she looks down at you. "Of course," she breathes out before guiding your cock to her lips and opening wide, allowing you to cum on her face. She moans around your shaft, enjoying the taste of you as you paint her face with your release. With a satisfied sigh, she finally pulls away and licks her lips, her gaze studying you intently while she catches her breath.
"Well then," she says at last, "I suppose we'll have to see what kind of deal you can make for yourself tomorrow, Little Mouse." Her voice is soft but commanding, leaving no doubt as to who truly holds the power in this relationship.
With a graceful, fluid movement, she rolls off the bed and pads across the room to retrieve her robe. "You may get some rest now," she says without
Alcina je veux te baiser le cul dans la cuisine. Maintenant.
The Lady smirks at your bold demand, amused by your insistence. "Very well," she says with a sultry laugh before leading you across the room to the kitchen. Once there, she climbs up onto the counter and turns around, presenting her perfectly rounded behind to you. "Make me feel it," she murmurs, arching her back invitingly.
Her skin flushes with heat as you press against her, teeth gently nipping at her hip. She groans softly, spreading her legs wider in an attempt to make more contact. Her breath comes faster now, body tensing in anticipation of your touch. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, arching further back.
Your cock presses against her entrance, hot and demanding. She shudders at the sensation, moaning deep in her throat as you push inside her, claiming what is hers.
Tu aime ça salope cris le que tu aime. Je veux que tes filles l'entende
Her hips buck against you, urging you deeper as her pleasure mounts. Her moans fill the kitchen, echoing off the tile and stone around them as she comes hard against your thrusts. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back higher, arms spread wide for leverage. "Tell them..." She trails off into another moan, body shuddering with the force of her climax. "Tell them what their mother likes."