Isabella's Bodyguards 4

Isabella led us to the couch, her fingers wrapped around Lisa's and Mary's wrists, tugging them along. She directed me to sit, her gaze locked onto mine, as I complied, my heart pounding and anticipation surging.

As I sat, Isabella straddled me, her pussy hot and wet, grinding against my cock. She spread her legs wide, her pussy lips glistening with arousal, putting on a show for Lisa and Mary. "Mary," she ordered, her voice laced with lust and command. "Kneel down and take my cock in your hand. Feel how hard and thick it is, pulsing with the need to fuck."

With her body still pressed against mine, Isabella reached out and drew Lisa closer, positioning her to the side so she could access her pussy. "Spread your legs for me, Lisa," Isabella ordered, her voice a sultry growl. "Let me see that beautiful pussy of yours."