To extend the edging even further, Ana decided not to leave Emily's ass empty for long. She picked up the string of anal beads again, selecting the three larger ones—the ones that had stretched Emily the most.
With the wine bottle still shallowly inserted in her pussy, Ana lubbed the beads anew and pressed the first one against the omega's puckered hole.
"Feel those beads filling your ass while this bottle teases your pussy?" Ana narrated, her voice husky as she pushed the first bead in with a firm press. It popped past the ring, swallowed deep.
Emily's muffled screams intensified, her body quaking as the bead settled inside. Ana added the second, twisting it slightly for extra drag against the sensitive walls, the dual fullness making Emily's eyes roll back under the blindfold.
The bottle in her pussy shifted with each clench, the glass cool and unyielding. "You're so greedy, taking it all for me."
