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Samantha and Hillary never meant to find anything. Just two women who stumbled into an alien signal and got off on the discovery. Cum still sticky on their thighs, they fucked like the night would save them. But the NSA already had their claws in. Abigail Mac knew everything—the message, the intel, the classified hell that waited for anyone who talked. One leak and cities burn. She had to shut them down. Samantha fought back, shouting rights and dignity. Abigail shoved her down with regulations and muscle. When the truth bled out—that both women were fucking each other—Abigail smiled like a wolf. Distraction was easier than threats. She shoved Samantha’s girlfriend to her knees, tongue out, spreading wet and ready. Hillary’s mouth latched on, loud and hungry. Samantha stayed standing, face twisted, while Abigail dragged her into a bruising kiss, tasting defiance on her tongue. Rules came sharp: keep quiet, eat Abigail’s cunt, or everything comes out. Hillary licked obediently. Samantha was ordered to finger herself and feed Abigail every drop of her own slick. Positions changed fast—Ass up, face down, legs wide—until both women came raw and loud, the room stinking of sex and surrender. Only when Abigail decided to fuck Samantha herself did Hillary finally go silent, watching her lover get taken while her own cum still dripped.
Samantha and Hillary never meant to find anything. Just two women who stumbled into an alien signal and got off on the discovery. Cum still sticky on their thighs, they fucked like the night would save them. But the NSA already had their claws in. Abigail Mac knew everything—the message, the intel, the classified hell that waited for anyone who talked. One leak and cities burn. She had to shut them down. Samantha fought back, shouting rights and dignity. Abigail shoved her down with regulations and muscle. When the truth bled out—that both women were fucking each other—Abigail smiled like a wolf. Distraction was easier than threats. She shoved Samantha’s girlfriend to her knees, tongue out, spreading wet and ready. Hillary’s mouth latched on, loud and hungry. Samantha stayed standing, face twisted, while Abigail dragged her into a bruising kiss, tasting defiance on her tongue. Rules came sharp: keep quiet, eat Abigail’s cunt, or everything comes out. Hillary licked obediently. Samantha was ordered to finger herself and feed Abigail every drop of her own slick. Positions changed fast—Ass up, face down, legs wide—until both women came raw and loud, the room stinking of sex and surrender. Only when Abigail decided to fuck Samantha herself did Hillary finally go silent, watching her lover get taken while her own cum still dripped.