Haruna giggled mischievously. "Sister Freya looks so desperate right now. Look at her face — she was about to cum just from having her tits sucked."
Gabriella leaned in closer, eyes sparkling with amusement. "Poor Freya. Your husband drinks your milk, grinds his hard cock against you, and then leaves you hanging. How cruel~."
Freya's face burned with a deep mix of embarrassment and arousal. She glared at me even harder, though her thighs were still pressed tightly together, clearly trying to soothe the aching need between them.
"You evil man… I was so close… my pussy is throbbing so badly right now… and you just pulled away with that smug smile…"
I leaned down and kissed her swollen lips softly, tasting the faint sweetness of her own milk on them. "Don't worry, my love," I whispered against her mouth, my voice low and full of promise. "I'll take care of that needy little cunt later. I want you dripping and desperate for me when we get home."
