Cat Mommy Milkers [2]

Rodalina watched the scene unfold in slow motion, every detail burned into her mind.

Rony's head moved from one breast to the other, and she could see Kaisen's hand, the one that had been caressing Rony's head, start to descend.

It didn't follow Rony; no, it was coming straight for her breast.

Could she have stopped it? Sure, she could've pushed him away, could've told him to back off. But did she want to? Absolutely not.

She wanted that hand on her, craved it like she hadn't craved anything in years. It was like the sweetest temptation, a forbidden fruit she was desperate to taste. Her pussy throbbed with anticipation, and she could feel the dam inside her slowly cracking.

She needed this—needed someone to touch her, to bring an end to the misery of unmet desires that had haunted her for far too long.

And then, the inevitable happened. His hand landed right on her breast, the touch sending a jolt of electricity straight to her core.