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It was 5pm with Huntrix practicing their choreography for what's been 3 hours now. Mira and Zoey were aching all over, Rumi on the other hand was fine, thanks to her demon genes. The only trouble being the sweat dripping across her skin, making her clothes wet and marks shine. But, Rumi knew better than anyone else that you need breaks. So, just as the music stopped, Rumi turned off the speaker and walked over to their mini fridge.

Mira panted, “We still have *huff* an hour left of practice.”

Zoey groaned, “Uuuugh! No more!” Zoey fell to the floor, limbs sprawled out.

Rumi looked back at the two girls, water bottles in her hands. “I know, but we should take a break. You both have done excellent work this week.” Rumi smiled, “You guys deserve a break, especially after all that stunt practice for our upcoming show.” Rumi throwed a bottle to Mira, catching it. “Zoey, turn around and drink some water.”

Zoey muffled with her face smooshed on the floor, “Too tired.” Mira reluctantly drank her bottle.

Rumi let out a soft chuckle, “But you’ll be less tired with some water.”

Zoey smiled, “Incorrect! I run on energy drinks!”

Rumi stood in front of Zoey’s head, then squatting down, “Would you drink your water if I gave you a kiss?”

Zoey perked up, spinning around onto her back and smirking at Rumi, “Yes ma’am.”

Rumi then bent down, giving Zoey a kiss. Zoey grabbed the back of Rumi’s head, holding her down for a couple seconds longer as they french kissed. Zoey finally let go, with her mouth open. Rumi quickly exploited this opportunity, stuffing the water bottle into Zoey’s mouth. Rumi licked her lips, “There, better?”

Mira gripped her water bottle, blushing.

Zoey gulped the water, pulling the bottle out of her mouth. “I prefer your liquids more, but it helps.”

“Good. Now, about some dinner?” Rumi asked, looking at Zoey, then Mira.

Mira forgot what the question was, as she couldn’t help but stare at Rumi’s smudged lip stick.

–30 Minutes Later–

After dinner, Mira found herself sitting alone at the dining table with just a little bit more dinner left uneaten. The dinner was tasty and Mira could easily eat more. But, she has always found it difficult to eat food while she feels… warm. Which is why seeing an empty plate in front of Mira after a date is always a bad sign.

Mira finally finished her dinner, walking to the kitchen and finding Rumi at the sink. Mira slowly walked behind and did her best to put the plate on the counter quietly. As soon as she laid the plate down, Rumi turned around, “Thanks.”

Mira jumped a little, responding with her famous flat tone, “Your welcome.” Then walking back to her bedroom so she could flop on top of the plush pile at the corner of her room. Mira sunk into the softness, trying to melt her mind and slow her thoughts. Her useless, dirty, pathetic thou- Mira heard a knock at the door. Standing up, she opened the door to find Rumi.

Rumi smiled, “Hey.”

Mira tried to act non-chalant, “Hey.”

“...May I come in?”

“Yeah, if you wanna.” Mira walked out of the way, crossing her arms, allowing Rumi to walk into her room.

Rumi looked around at the room, admiring Mira’s cute pink decorations, and stopping at the giant plush pile. “Dang, your fans really love giving you plushies.”

Mira looked at the floor, “I never ask for them… but they are nice.”

“Right. Is it ok if I lay in it?”

Mira looked at Rumi, “Oh uhhh, sure yeah. Go ahead.” Mira watched as Rumi then threw herself into the plush pile, sinking into the fuzzy softness.

“Ooohhh, this is nice. Do you do this often?” Rumi asked, rolling onto her back, facing Mira.

“I do it… often.”

“Mmm.” Rumi stared at Mira, seeing her glance down again, her arms still crossed, face straight. But, there was something off. “...Do you wanna sit in this plush pile with me?”

Mira twitched, looking at Rumi, “...Sure. If you wanna.” Mira walked forward, turning her back and falling into the pile next to Rumi. Her heart began to flutter, sitting next to Rumi, but that was not important right now. She cleared her throat asking, “So, why did you want to see me?”

Rumi turned towards Mira, “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

Mira sputtered, “Wh-What? Why would I want to se-see you? N-not that I don’t wanna see you.”

Rumi sighed, her expression painted with disappointment, leading her to roll over, and sit on Mira’s thighs. She asked flatly, “You're jealous right?” Mira blushed. Rumi continued, “I bet you wanted a kiss too, right?” Rumi cupped the side of Mira’s face, rubbing her blushing cheek with her thumb.

Mira bit her bottom lip. “I-I’m not jealous.”

Rumi smiled, “It’s ok to be jealous, Mimi.” Mira’s heart skipped a beat. “All you need to do is ask. Otherwise, how can I tell you want one?”

Mira stared at Rumi, feeling her iron clad walls slowly melt away with each long and anxious second, until finally asking barely above a whisper, “Can I have a kiss?”

“Yes you can.” Rumi leaned down, kissing Mira. She made sure to keep her tongue in her mouth, giving Mira light pecks, just the way she likes it. Rumi even made sure to put a hand on Mira’s shoulder, pushing her down just slightly more into the plush pile. Then, pulling back from the kiss, causing Mira to look up at Rumi with puppy dog eyes. Resisting the urge to devour her, Rumi asked, “Why didn’t you ask for a kiss earlier?”

Mira twitched, “...I didn’t want to be a burden.”

“Why do you think you would be a burden?”

“It’s… It’s because you’ve been doing so much for Zoey and I. Which I really appreciate, but shouldn’t we be taking more of you? Especially since you’ve been working so hard in therapy and trying to make up excuses for Gwi-” Mira’s lips were pressed closed by Rumi’s right index finger.

“Shhh. Don’t stop me from doing what I love.” Rumi slowly slid her finger down, off Mira’s lips, past her chin, neck, and lightly pressing the flustered Mira’s collar bone. “You and Zoey are already doing more than enough to take care of me. But, I love to take care of my girls.” Rumi licked her lips as her marks began to glow, “And I can see one of them needs an awful lot of care right now.”

Mira gulped as Rumi’s left hand slowly rubbed Mira’s firm and sensitive belly. After some rubbing, her hand slid down into Mira’s pants and touched her clitoris with just two fingers. Rumi slowly rubbed her little bean, holding Mira down by her shoulder with her right and giving her light, soft kisses on her neck.

Mira tried to hold her moans back, but a few still slipped out. Rumi whispered into Mira’s ear, “There’s nothing wrong with some moans. I like them, they’re cute.” Rumi’s gentle voice sent a shiver down Mira’s spine. Mira wrapped her arms around Rumi’s neck, holding her close. Rumi chuckled, “Good girl.” And continued to kiss her neck.

Mira could feel her hips slowly lift up, asking for more, begging for Rumi’s touch. “A-Ah! Aaah!” Mira moaned, finally accepting Rumi’s warm love and embracing her inner desire. The desire to be Rumi’s good girl.

“Mmm, give Mommy a kiss.” Rumi hummed, leading Mira to lightly peck Rumi’s lips, cheeks, and jaw. “Good girl, good girl.” Rumi chuckled, seeing Mira become a needy little puppy for attention. “So cute.”

“I love you Mommy.” Mira moaned, dripping wet.

“Mommy loves you too Mimi.” Rumi licked Mira’s neck, sending another shiver down her spine. “I’m gonna spoil you silly.” Rumi huffed, wrapping her right arm around Mira. “When Mommy is done, you won’t walk straight tomorrow. Do you want that?”

“Yes.” Mira whispered.

Rumi playfully asked, “What was that?”

“Yes.” Mira said louder. “Yes! Mess me up!”

“Good girl.” Rumi grinned, speeding up her fingers to a new rhythm and sucking on Mira’s neck as her marks glowed brighter.

Mira moaned even louder, her body was on fire, her heart was racing, pussy squirting, and legs shivering, until she finally climaxed. Mira buckled her legs, gritted her teeth, and came into Rumi’s hand.

After cumming, Mira’s body lost all strength, flopping onto the bed and huffing slowly. Rumi pulled her hand away from Mira’s crotch and simply hugged her, giving her a couple light kisses while laying next to her. After a couple seconds of silence, Rumi asked, “How was it?”

Mira huffed, “It was… amazing. Thank you, Mommy.”

Rumi’s heart skipped a beat. “Anytime.” Rumi kissed Mira once more. “Want me to give you a minute or two to recover.”

“That would be lovely.”

“Ok.” Rumi nuzzled Mira’s shoulder as her marks pulsed with light, holding onto her lightly as the two relaxed on the plush pile. Both satisfied.

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Needy Mira

It was 5pm with Huntrix practicing their choreography for what's been 3 hours now. Mira and Zoey were aching all over, Rumi on the other hand was fine, thanks to her demon genes. The only trouble being the sweat dripping across her skin, making her clothes wet and marks shine. But, Rumi knew better than anyone else that you need breaks. So, just as the music stopped, Rumi turned off the speaker and walked over to their mini fridge.

Mira panted, “We still have *huff* an hour left of practice.”

Zoey groaned, “Uuuugh! No more!” Zoey fell to the floor, limbs sprawled out.

Rumi looked back at the two girls, water bottles in her hands. “I know, but we should take a break. You both have done excellent work this week.” Rumi smiled, “You guys deserve a break, especially after all that stunt practice for our upcoming show.” Rumi throwed a bottle to Mira, catching it. “Zoey, turn around and drink some water.”

Zoey muffled with her face smooshed on the floor, “Too tired.” Mira reluctantly drank her bottle.

Rumi let out a soft chuckle, “But you’ll be less tired with some water.”

Zoey smiled, “Incorrect! I run on energy drinks!”

Rumi stood in front of Zoey’s head, then squatting down, “Would you drink your water if I gave you a kiss?”

Zoey perked up, spinning around onto her back and smirking at Rumi, “Yes ma’am.”

Rumi then bent down, giving Zoey a kiss. Zoey grabbed the back of Rumi’s head, holding her down for a couple seconds longer as they french kissed. Zoey finally let go, with her mouth open. Rumi quickly exploited this opportunity, stuffing the water bottle into Zoey’s mouth. Rumi licked her lips, “There, better?”

Mira gripped her water bottle, blushing.

Zoey gulped the water, pulling the bottle out of her mouth. “I prefer your liquids more, but it helps.”

“Good. Now, about some dinner?” Rumi asked, looking at Zoey, then Mira.

Mira forgot what the question was, as she couldn’t help but stare at Rumi’s smudged lip stick.

–30 Minutes Later–

After dinner, Mira found herself sitting alone at the dining table with just a little bit more dinner left uneaten. The dinner was tasty and Mira could easily eat more. But, she has always found it difficult to eat food while she feels… warm. Which is why seeing an empty plate in front of Mira after a date is always a bad sign.

Mira finally finished her dinner, walking to the kitchen and finding Rumi at the sink. Mira slowly walked behind and did her best to put the plate on the counter quietly. As soon as she laid the plate down, Rumi turned around, “Thanks.”

Mira jumped a little, responding with her famous flat tone, “Your welcome.” Then walking back to her bedroom so she could flop on top of the plush pile at the corner of her room. Mira sunk into the softness, trying to melt her mind and slow her thoughts. Her useless, dirty, pathetic thou- Mira heard a knock at the door. Standing up, she opened the door to find Rumi.

Rumi smiled, “Hey.”

Mira tried to act non-chalant, “Hey.”

“...May I come in?”

“Yeah, if you wanna.” Mira walked out of the way, crossing her arms, allowing Rumi to walk into her room.

Rumi looked around at the room, admiring Mira’s cute pink decorations, and stopping at the giant plush pile. “Dang, your fans really love giving you plushies.”

Mira looked at the floor, “I never ask for them… but they are nice.”

“Right. Is it ok if I lay in it?”

Mira looked at Rumi, “Oh uhhh, sure yeah. Go ahead.” Mira watched as Rumi then threw herself into the plush pile, sinking into the fuzzy softness.

“Ooohhh, this is nice. Do you do this often?” Rumi asked, rolling onto her back, facing Mira.

“I do it… often.”

“Mmm.” Rumi stared at Mira, seeing her glance down again, her arms still crossed, face straight. But, there was something off. “...Do you wanna sit in this plush pile with me?”

Mira twitched, looking at Rumi, “...Sure. If you wanna.” Mira walked forward, turning her back and falling into the pile next to Rumi. Her heart began to flutter, sitting next to Rumi, but that was not important right now. She cleared her throat asking, “So, why did you want to see me?”

Rumi turned towards Mira, “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

Mira sputtered, “Wh-What? Why would I want to se-see you? N-not that I don’t wanna see you.”

Rumi sighed, her expression painted with disappointment, leading her to roll over, and sit on Mira’s thighs. She asked flatly, “You're jealous right?” Mira blushed. Rumi continued, “I bet you wanted a kiss too, right?” Rumi cupped the side of Mira’s face, rubbing her blushing cheek with her thumb.

Mira bit her bottom lip. “I-I’m not jealous.”

Rumi smiled, “It’s ok to be jealous, Mimi.” Mira’s heart skipped a beat. “All you need to do is ask. Otherwise, how can I tell you want one?”

Mira stared at Rumi, feeling her iron clad walls slowly melt away with each long and anxious second, until finally asking barely above a whisper, “Can I have a kiss?”

“Yes you can.” Rumi leaned down, kissing Mira. She made sure to keep her tongue in her mouth, giving Mira light pecks, just the way she likes it. Rumi even made sure to put a hand on Mira’s shoulder, pushing her down just slightly more into the plush pile. Then, pulling back from the kiss, causing Mira to look up at Rumi with puppy dog eyes. Resisting the urge to devour her, Rumi asked, “Why didn’t you ask for a kiss earlier?”

Mira twitched, “...I didn’t want to be a burden.”

“Why do you think you would be a burden?”

“It’s… It’s because you’ve been doing so much for Zoey and I. Which I really appreciate, but shouldn’t we be taking more of you? Especially since you’ve been working so hard in therapy and trying to make up excuses for Gwi-” Mira’s lips were pressed closed by Rumi’s right index finger.

“Shhh. Don’t stop me from doing what I love.” Rumi slowly slid her finger down, off Mira’s lips, past her chin, neck, and lightly pressing the flustered Mira’s collar bone. “You and Zoey are already doing more than enough to take care of me. But, I love to take care of my girls.” Rumi licked her lips as her marks began to glow, “And I can see one of them needs an awful lot of care right now.”

Mira gulped as Rumi’s left hand slowly rubbed Mira’s firm and sensitive belly. After some rubbing, her hand slid down into Mira’s pants and touched her clitoris with just two fingers. Rumi slowly rubbed her little bean, holding Mira down by her shoulder with her right and giving her light, soft kisses on her neck.

Mira tried to hold her moans back, but a few still slipped out. Rumi whispered into Mira’s ear, “There’s nothing wrong with some moans. I like them, they’re cute.” Rumi’s gentle voice sent a shiver down Mira’s spine. Mira wrapped her arms around Rumi’s neck, holding her close. Rumi chuckled, “Good girl.” And continued to kiss her neck.

Mira could feel her hips slowly lift up, asking for more, begging for Rumi’s touch. “A-Ah! Aaah!” Mira moaned, finally accepting Rumi’s warm love and embracing her inner desire. The desire to be Rumi’s good girl.

“Mmm, give Mommy a kiss.” Rumi hummed, leading Mira to lightly peck Rumi’s lips, cheeks, and jaw. “Good girl, good girl.” Rumi chuckled, seeing Mira become a needy little puppy for attention. “So cute.”

“I love you Mommy.” Mira moaned, dripping wet.

“Mommy loves you too Mimi.” Rumi licked Mira’s neck, sending another shiver down her spine. “I’m gonna spoil you silly.” Rumi huffed, wrapping her right arm around Mira. “When Mommy is done, you won’t walk straight tomorrow. Do you want that?”

“Yes.” Mira whispered.

Rumi playfully asked, “What was that?”

“Yes.” Mira said louder. “Yes! Mess me up!”

“Good girl.” Rumi grinned, speeding up her fingers to a new rhythm and sucking on Mira’s neck as her marks glowed brighter.

Mira moaned even louder, her body was on fire, her heart was racing, pussy squirting, and legs shivering, until she finally climaxed. Mira buckled her legs, gritted her teeth, and came into Rumi’s hand.

After cumming, Mira’s body lost all strength, flopping onto the bed and huffing slowly. Rumi pulled her hand away from Mira’s crotch and simply hugged her, giving her a couple light kisses while laying next to her. After a couple seconds of silence, Rumi asked, “How was it?”

Mira huffed, “It was… amazing. Thank you, Mommy.”

Rumi’s heart skipped a beat. “Anytime.” Rumi kissed Mira once more. “Want me to give you a minute or two to recover.”

“That would be lovely.”

“Ok.” Rumi nuzzled Mira’s shoulder as her marks pulsed with light, holding onto her lightly as the two relaxed on the plush pile. Both satisfied.

Zoey Wants to Please Mommy

Zoey was on the couch, alone, watching her 100th video about turtles. But, as soon as she heard the door behind her click open, she jumped up and turned around. Walking in was Rumi, carrying two large bags. Zoey began to fidget, “Did you get them?!”

Rumi smirked, “You tell me.” And pulled out a limited edition bag of turtle chips.

Zoey immediately dashed towards Rumi, hugging her. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Rumi chuckled, “Ok! Ok!” Patting Zoey’s head as she dropped the bags full of turtle chips to the floor. “Do you wanna try them?”

“You know I do!” Zoey smirked.

– 10 Minutes Later –

Zoey and Rumi sat on the couch together, watching turtle videos as Zoey stuffed her mouth full of turtle chips. Finally finishing the bag, she crumpled it up and burped.

Rumi chuckled, “Good?”

Zoey sighed, satisfied, “Very.”

“Good. It took me forever to find someone who would sell them.”

Zoey scooted closer to Rumi, grabbing her right arm. “Thank you, I really appreciate you buying those for me.” Snuggling up on Rumi’s shoulder.

“Anytime.” Rumi patted Zoey’s head. But, just as Rumi retracted her hand, she felt a warm hand reach out from under her shirt, grabbing her left boob. Rumi looked to her right to find Zoey smirking.

“I really, really appreciated it Mommy.” Zoey purred, sliding closer to Rumi’s face, until the two finally kissed. Zoey of course had to stick her tongue into Rumi’s mouth.
When Zoey pulled her mouth back, Rumi licked her lips. “Mmm, those chips are good.”

“Right?” Zoey giggled, “But, I’m still hungry.” Licking her lips, she squeezed Rumi’s boob, leading Rumi to take off her shirt and bra, leaving herself topless. Exposing her breasts, biceps, and overall fit upper body. Along with the marks currently glowing. Zoey licked her lips once again as she lunged in and sucked on Rumi’s right boob, now playing with her left nipple.

Rumi moaned, biting her bottom lip and smiling as Zoey played with her breasts. “Mmm, that’s a good girl.” Rumi moaned, patting Zoey’s head. Rumi slowly slid down the couch, until she was on her back, with Zoey on top, playing with her breasts.

Zoey reluctantly detached her mouth from Rumi’s left boob, asking, “How is it? Am I doing good?”

Rumi chuckled, “You're doing excellent dear.” She cupped Zoey’s cheek, causing Zoey to melt into her hand. “You're making Mommy feel very nice.”

“Hell yeah.” Zoey got back to work, licking Rumi’s cleavage while playing with both nipples. With every subtle moan from Rumi, Zoey would experience a small yet powerful surge of energy. She yearned to hear Rumi’s moans, she hungered to see Rumi in pleasure, and she wanted her Mommy to call her a good girl.

Rumi put one hand on the back of Zoey’s head and another on the back of Zoey’s neck, gently stroking both parts and whispering to her, “You're doing so well. Good girl.” With every “good girl” Rumi would see Zoey perk up a little bit. It seemed to be like a drug to her. And with any drug, you don’t want to over use it. Even if Rumi wanted to constantly call her a good girl, she knew that for the good of Zoey, she must restrain herself. So, she withheld the “good girl” for now.

Zoey moved down Rumi’s cleavage, slowly kissing her belly as she slid down, finally stopping at the stiff bulge between her Mommy’s legs. Zoey rested her face on the bulge, then pulled Rumi’s pants down to allow her cock to flop out.

Zoey stared in awe at the sweaty stiff cock, sniffing it and even giving it some licks. With every lick, Rumi twitched. Her penis grew longer, bigger, and stiffer. Until it was finally 7 inches long, flopped on Zoey’s face while she licked underneath the hot shaft. Zoey grabbed Rumi’s hips as she lifted her head up, kissing the tip of the penis before then swallowing the member whole. Rumi threw her head back, moaning as Zoey’s tight, wet throat hugged her cock. Zoey moved her head up and down, making sure to rub every inch of the penis. “Mmm, good girl. Good girl.” Rumi mumbled, shivering in pleasure. But, Zoey wasn’t finished.

Zoey pulled Rumi’s pants further down with her left hand, exposing Rumi’s butt. With her right, she reached for a secret chest hidden within the couch, pulling out a bottle of lube. Zoey then squirted a generous amount of lube onto her right index and middle fingers, then using the fingers to tease Rumi’s sphincter. “Ohh?” Rumi hummed, grinning, “You read Mommy’s mind.” Zoey then slowly pushed her lubed fingers into Rumi’s anus, causing Rumi to squirm, biting her bottom lip as she felt Zoey’s fingers slowly graze the walls of her anus. She stopped when she finally felt Rumi’s prostate, then began to gently rub her g-spot, causing Rumi’s penis to become as stiff as a brick and marks to pulse brighter. Rumi even began to thrust up, trying to get her cock further into Zoey’s throat. “Good girl! Good girl!” Rumi cried out, causing Zoey’s mind to become fuzzy, filled with joy as she watched Rumi fall victim to her erotic pleasure.

Finally, with Rumi pushing her hips high and holding Zoey’s head down firmly, Rumi shot a huge load of baby batter down Zoey’s throat. Rumi’s marks slowly began to dim as she unloaded her cum down Zoey’s throat. Finally finishing, she flopped on the couch, panting as Zoey pulled her fingers out of Rumi’s ass and letting her semi-soft penis flop out of her mouth.

Zoey rested her head on Rumi’s thighs with her wet penis touching her forehead. “Did you like that Mommy?”

“Of course, you did amazing.” Rumi patted Zoey’s head, causing Zoey to smile ear to ear. The two then took a light break before starting another round.

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Mira was not having a good day. First, she messed up multiple times during recording. Second, the restaurant forgot to take out the sauce she hated from her sandwich. Third, she sprained her ankle during dance practice.

So, Rumi decided to end it early today and just focus on relaxing. Mira was resting on the couch with an icepack around her ankle, along with her head in Rumi’s lap and her legs on top of Zoey’s lap. Together, they all watched a shitty movie.

Although Mira appreciated everything Rumi had done for her, she was still a little bit unsatisfied. She would occasionally glance over at Rumi’s bludge, before quickly looking back over to the movie. Rumi of course caught on and asked Mira, “Do you want to suck it?”

Mira blushed, trying to respond flatly, “Wh-What?”

Rumi smiled, “You’ve been looking at my crotch every minute. You think I wouldn’t notice?”

“I-I…” Mira bit her bottom lip, looking back down at Rumi’s bulge.

Zoey leaned a little closer to Rumi, adding, “It’s ok baby. If you want her cock, just ask for it.”

Mira looked at Zoey, seeing a big smile across her face, “... Do you want to watch?”

“Hell yeah.”

Mira moved her head a little closer to Rumi’s crotch, “Well if you want me to I guess I could suck it.”

Rumi and Zoey looked at each other, smiling as both of them shared the same thought, ‘Sooo cute!’

Rumi then pulled down her pants and whipped out her penis, letting it flop out as Mira’s wide eyes stared at it. “Have at it.” Rumi wrapped her arms around the couch as she watched Mira slowly move her head towards her cock.

Mira got up close, looking at the pink head and the marks wrapped around her shaft. Giving it a sniff, it had that familiar salty scent. Mira could feel her pussy tingle as she leaned in, kissing the tip before giving it small licks.

Zoey scooched closer, getting a better look as she watched Mira slowly open up her mouth, licking more and more of Rumi’s cock, letting it grow and slowly stretch into her mouth. Zoey giggled, “So cute.”

Rumi agreed, “Cute indeed.” Placing a hand on Mira’s head, gently stroking her hair as Mira gave her head.

Mira blushed a little more, feeling a little bit embarrassed that she was sucking Rumi’s cock like a baby. But, none of them thought it was weird, so why should she care? Leading her to suck Rumi’s cock deeper, even dipping the tip of the 7 inch monster into her throat.

Rumi squirmed, moaning as she could slowly feel more and more of Mira’s tight throat. “G-Good girl.” Rumi moaned.

Zoey bit her bottom lip, looking at both Mira and Rumi, thoroughly enjoying the show as she could feel joy bubbling up inside of her, seeing both of her favorite people enjoy one another.

Finally, Mira managed to get to the base of Rumi’s penis, causing her marks to pulse as Mira sucked on her cock gently and rubbed it vigorously with her tongue. Rumi’s hips gently thrusted forward, trying to get her cock inside even more.

Mira couldn’t be happier, giving Rumi some head and tasting her favorite penis.

Finally, Rumi’s legs buckled and her hip thrusted forward as she came into Mira’s mouth, filling her belly full of her sperm. Moaning in the process as Mira kept her lips locked around the base, along with Zoey drooling at the sight.

After a couple seconds of heavy panting from Rumi, Mira pulled herself from the cock, letting the wet penis air out as she gulped down the last drop of cum.

Zoey leaned closer, “Did it taste good?”

Mira smiled, “Hell yeah.”

Rumi chuckled, “I’m glad you liked it.” Stroking Mira’s hair.

“Yeah…” Mira bit her bottom lip, “C-Can I suck it again.”

“Of course baby.” Rumi smiled.