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Tina walks in on Kendra tied up on the couch. Her college friend’s wrists are lashed behind her back, ankles roped to a chair, and a ball gag is crammed between her teeth. A strap-on video plays on the laptop, two women grinding hard while Kendra fingers herself to the sound of wet slaps and muffled moans. The scent of sweat and sex hangs thick in the air. Tina’s pulse kicks. She steps closer, watching Kendra’s hips jerk in time with the scene, her own pulse hammering behind her ribs. She reaches out, takes the remote, and pauses the video. Kendra freezes, wide-eyed, drool slipping past the gag and down her chin. Tina smiles slow, wicked. “Didn’t know you liked girls now,” she says, voice low and rough. She drops to her knees between Kendra’s spread legs, fingers tracing the rope marks. “Let’s find out how much you can take.” She keeps the gag in, tightens the wrist ropes until Kendra whimpers, then leans in and drags her tongue through slick folds while the video starts again behind her. Every thrust of Kendra’s hips meets Tina’s mouth, every muffled cry louder than the last. By the time the first orgasm hits, Kendra’s thighs are shaking, and Tina’s already planning round two.
Tina walks in on Kendra tied up on the couch. Her college friend’s wrists are lashed behind her back, ankles roped to a chair, and a ball gag is crammed between her teeth. A strap-on video plays on the laptop, two women grinding hard while Kendra fingers herself to the sound of wet slaps and muffled moans. The scent of sweat and sex hangs thick in the air. Tina’s pulse kicks. She steps closer, watching Kendra’s hips jerk in time with the scene, her own pulse hammering behind her ribs. She reaches out, takes the remote, and pauses the video. Kendra freezes, wide-eyed, drool slipping past the gag and down her chin. Tina smiles slow, wicked. “Didn’t know you liked girls now,” she says, voice low and rough. She drops to her knees between Kendra’s spread legs, fingers tracing the rope marks. “Let’s find out how much you can take.” She keeps the gag in, tightens the wrist ropes until Kendra whimpers, then leans in and drags her tongue through slick folds while the video starts again behind her. Every thrust of Kendra’s hips meets Tina’s mouth, every muffled cry louder than the last. By the time the first orgasm hits, Kendra’s thighs are shaking, and Tina’s already planning round two.