Penny Flame and Isis Love

Penny has the kind of face that fools you—soft, sweet, the kind of eyes that make you want to ruin her. Every slap of Isis Love’s hand made her body jump. Her ass went from pale to pink in seconds. Isis kept her bound, wrists tight, posture low, and turned every inch of her into service. Penny licked, crawled, begged, and took everything she was given until the girl who walked in vanilla left as something else entirely. Two bodies. One night. All control in Isis’s hands.