Lor's cock throbbed, the dual assault of their mouths pushing him to the edge, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

Vela licked her lips, her glare half-hearted now, softening as her gaze flicked to Maris—lips stretched around Lor's shaft, cheeks flushed, eyes lost in lust.

Something old and dangerous flared in Vela's chest, a spark of possessiveness and desire that made her breath hitch.

"Move," she said, softer this time, her voice low and commanding.

Instead of shoving, she leaned forward, her lips brushing Maris's in a hungry, possessive kiss, their mouths crushing together over Lor's slick shaft.

Maris gasped, his cock slipping free with a wet sound, saliva and precum mixing as their tongues tangled, a messy collision of heat and need.

The sight—two women kissing hungrily, their lips brushing his throbbing cock—made Lor groan, his hips twitching, his hands tightening in their hair.

Maris whimpered into the kiss, her body trembling as Vela's hand slid down her blouse, squeezing her breast hard enough to draw a moan, the sound muffled against Vela's lips.

"This escalated fast," Lor whispered, his voice rough with awe, his cock pulsing between their faces, slick with their spit.

They pulled apart, panting, strands of saliva and cum connecting their lips, glistening in the sunlight.

Vela smirked, her green eyes gleaming with triumph. "Guess we are hungry."

Her cropped hair was damp with sweat, clinging to her forehead, her sports bra straining against her heaving chest.

"Not here," she muttered, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, her voice cracking with a mix of defiance and need. "Bedroom. Now."

Maris blinked, her face still wet with spit and precum, her brown eyes wide with shock. "Vela—"

"Let's go," Vela growled, her voice sharp as she grabbed Lor by the wrist, her grip unyielding.

She dragged him down the hallway, her stride hard and purposeful, but her thighs rubbed together with every step, betraying the heat pooling between them.

Maris followed close, biting her lip, her eyes locked on Lor's stiff cock, bobbing with every tug, the sight making her breath hitch and her cheeks flush deeper.

Her blouse hung half-open, the lace of her bra peeking through, her hands trembling as she clutched her skirt.

The bedroom was simple but intimate—an unmade bed with pale, rumpled sheets, a faint scent of soap and womanhood lingering in the air, the morning light filtering through a single window to cast soft shadows.

Vela shoved Lor back onto the bed, the mattress creaking under his weight, her chest heaving as she stood over him, her green eyes blazing with command.

"You stay put," she warned, her fingers twitching at her blouse, fumbling with the buttons as her resolve wavered under her own arousal.

Lor watched silently, his heart pounding, his cock throbbing as the stern tomboy began to undress.

She yanked off he sports bra with a swift motion, her breasts spilling free—firm, heavy, tipped with hard, dusky nipples that begged to be touched, glistening faintly with sweat.

Maris gasped faintly, her hand flying to her mouth, her brown eyes wide with a mix of awe and desire.

Vela shot her a look, her smirk sharp but unsteady. "You too."

Maris hesitated, her fingers trembling as she reached for her own blouse, her cheeks burning.

Slowly, she unbuttoned it, the fabric parting to reveal softer, paler curves, her round breasts straining against a delicate lace bra.

When she slipped it down her shoulders, her nipples pebbled instantly in the cool air, pink and sensitive, her skin flushed with a mix of shame and heat.

Lor swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the sight of them—two women, so different yet both breathtaking.

Vela's hard, athletic frame, all muscle and power, stood in stark contrast to Maris's softer, fuller curves, her body a promise of warmth and surrender.

They stood over him, their vulnerability and desire laid bare in the morning light.

Vela smirked despite herself, her eyes flicking to Lor's throbbing cock. "Yeah. Knew it'd get him."

"Shouldn't it?" Maris whispered, her voice trembling, her cheeks hot as she stared at Lor's shaft, her thighs pressing together instinctively.

Vela climbed onto the bed, straddling Lor's hips with a confidence that belied the flush on her face.

She pressed her breasts together around his cock, the slickness from their earlier play making the slide smooth and hot, her nipples brushing against his shaft.

"Watch closely, Maris," she said, her voice husky, dripping with intent. "This is how you remind yourself what men are for."

She squeezed her tits tighter, sliding them up and down his shaft, the friction dizzying, the heat engulfing him in a molten embrace.

Lor groaned, his head pressing back into the pillow, his hands gripping the sheets as the sensation overwhelmed him, her breasts soft yet firm, slick with saliva and precum.

Maris crawled closer, mesmerized, her brown eyes wide and glassy.

Her hand slid beneath Vela's breasts, cupping Lor's balls gently, rolling them with tentative fingers, her touch soft but curious.

The added sensation made Lor shudder, a low groan escaping his throat. "Gods…"

"Good?" Maris asked, her voice almost shy, her fingers trembling as she explored him.

"Too good," he panted, his hips twitching into Vela's breasts, his cock throbbing under the dual assault.

Vela snorted, but her own breath hitched, her thighs clenching around Lor's hips.

Then Maris shifted behind her, and Lor opened his eyes just in time to see her kneel lower, her lips parting as she tugged down Vela's shorts along with her panties and pressed a tentative kiss to her bare pussy,.

Vela stiffened, her breath catching sharply. "Maris—"

But Maris didn't stop.

Her tongue slid between Vela's folds, licking slow, hungry strokes, tasting the wetness that had gathered from her earlier arousal.

Her hands gripped Vela's hips, steadying her as she pressed deeper, her lips brushing the sensitive flesh with a reverence that made Vela's control fracture.

"Oh, fuck," Vela gasped, her voice breaking, her body trembling as Maris's tongue worked her, each lick sending jolts through her core.

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