7 Lives Xposed - Episode 7

Seven naked bodies. Devinn moved first. She peeled her bra away and let those heavy tits swing free—full, round, flushed at the tips. The room felt smaller once they were out. She stood there, proud and deliberate, using the weight of them like leverage. Jools watched from the corner, already slick between her thighs. She crossed the floor on bare feet and dropped to her knees without asking. Her tongue found Devinn’s clit in one slow, possessive lick. Devinn’s hips jerked, but she didn’t step back. Control was the game, and every stroke of Jools’ tongue threatened to steal it. The other girls circled closer, hands sliding over skin, mouths finding nipples, fingers sinking in. Someone moaned, the sound thick and open. Jools kept working—lips sealed, cheeks hollowed—pushing until Devinn’s breath came ragged and her grip on the younger woman’s hair loosened. The house MILF was losing ground. Jools slipped two fingers inside, curled them hard, and felt Devinn clench around her. Victory tasted sweet on her tongue.