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Bella Rolland’s half-asleep on the couch when three hard knocks rattle the door. She swings it open and freezes. Charlotte Sins. Same smug mouth, older now, twisted into something that might pass for regret. She says she’s come to pay dues. Bella lets her in without a word. Charlotte strips on the spot and lies back, thighs spread. Bella drops between them, tongue dragging through slick folds until Charlotte’s breath stutters. Pussy wet, Bella yanks off her own shirt and wedges a full breast against Charlotte’s cunt, grinding hard—fat nipple slapping the swollen clit with every thrust. Charlotte moans like she’s been waiting years. They switch. Bella pins her, hips rocking in frantic tribbing, skin slapping, until Bella swings a thigh over Charlotte’s face and rides her tongue, cunt dripping down the bully’s chin. Charlotte takes it all. Bella straps up. She flips Charlotte onto all fours and rams the thick dildo in, every stroke hitting deep. Footsteps clatter in the hall—Brooklyn Gray, laundry basket balanced on her hip. She pauses, eyes flicking over the scene, but Bella doesn’t break rhythm. Charlotte’s cunt squeezes the silicone. Bella keeps fucking, jaw set, until Charlotte shakes and Bella finally lets herself come.
Bella Rolland’s half-asleep on the couch when three hard knocks rattle the door. She swings it open and freezes. Charlotte Sins. Same smug mouth, older now, twisted into something that might pass for regret. She says she’s come to pay dues. Bella lets her in without a word. Charlotte strips on the spot and lies back, thighs spread. Bella drops between them, tongue dragging through slick folds until Charlotte’s breath stutters. Pussy wet, Bella yanks off her own shirt and wedges a full breast against Charlotte’s cunt, grinding hard—fat nipple slapping the swollen clit with every thrust. Charlotte moans like she’s been waiting years. They switch. Bella pins her, hips rocking in frantic tribbing, skin slapping, until Bella swings a thigh over Charlotte’s face and rides her tongue, cunt dripping down the bully’s chin. Charlotte takes it all. Bella straps up. She flips Charlotte onto all fours and rams the thick dildo in, every stroke hitting deep. Footsteps clatter in the hall—Brooklyn Gray, laundry basket balanced on her hip. She pauses, eyes flicking over the scene, but Bella doesn’t break rhythm. Charlotte’s cunt squeezes the silicone. Bella keeps fucking, jaw set, until Charlotte shakes and Bella finally lets herself come.