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Serene Siren plants herself on Zoe Bloom's face like she owns the night. Heavy tits pressed against the window glass, spreading wide while she lowers that dripping cunt straight down. Zoe gasps beneath her, tongue working blind. Serene rocks forward. Back. Owns the rhythm. "Call me Mommy." The words land sharp, like a slap. Zoe moans and obeys. They switch fast. Zoe spreads her thin legs open. Serene scissors in, clit to clit, grinding until both of them shake. Sweat slips down their bellies. Serene grabs Zoe's wrists, pins them above her head, takes what she wants. Zoe worships those massive tits. Lips, teeth, desperate tongue. She licks underneath where the skin's hot and salty. Bites. Serene hisses approval, pushes her chest harder into the girl's mouth. They come together. Serene first, head thrown back, cursing. Then Zoe follows, legs locked tight around Serene's thigh, eyes rolled white. Another wave hits Serene right after. Then Zoe again. Neither of them stops. The room stinks of sex and girl sweat. They're still moving when the sun comes up.