'How can she move like that?' Ravees wondered to herself, her eyes glued to the other bed. She couldn't tear herself away from the scene, even the parts she found gross, like kissing after oral or treating each other's mouths like toys.
Katherine was rubbing her folds over Cassian's face while he thrust his length roughly into her throat. Ravees couldn't fathom how this could be pleasurable—it looked more painful than anything.
But right now, she was stunned by something else. Her lady Katherine, who she'd thought couldn't get any cruder, was somehow fitting Cassian's large length in her mouth and throat.
On top of Cassian, Katherine faced away, her behind in full view as she rocked back and forth, bouncing in smooth, curvy arcs. Sweat glistened, and Ravees could hear wet sounds as their skin, especially her butt, stuck together briefly before she pressed hard and slid forward again. Her folds spread, revealing the length she worked so intensely to please—both it and herself.
