Savrah's masturbation intensified, her tan fingers slick as they pumped in and out, large breasts heaving, nipples pinched between her fingers. Her thick thighs trembled, big ass lifting off the chair with each thrust of her hand, breaths coming in shy pants.
And that's when it happened. Savrah sped up, looking between Isobel and me with eyes wide. "G-go harder! M-make her… f-feel every inch of you…! Oh f-fuck…"
I decided to play along, gripping Isobel's thigh and slamming in with brutal force, causing Isobel to cry out.
Savrah was utterly entranced, her shyness cracking under lust, fingers blurring between her thick thighs, large breasts bouncing wildly. "Y-yeah… like that! H-harder, p-please… sh-she needs it harder!"
Isobel shot her a dominant glare, but pleasure laced it. "I-I'm in control here, pet. Stay in your… hnghhh… p-place…!"
