Takamine greeted me in that tight, frilly maid outfit โ hips swaying, voice like silk, her tongue tracing her lip as she whispered:
"Mistressโฆ do I please you?" ๐๐ค
Before I could answer, Bulma stepped in, matching her perfectly โ her curves hugged by lace, and eyes already undressing me.๐ซฆ๐ฅต
But insteadโฆ she grabbed Takamine by the chin and kissed her.๐ฅต๐
Slow. Wet. Tongue-first. ๐ฆ
Takamine moaned softly, clutching Bulmaโs waist as if she couldnโt breathe without her.
Their hips started grinding, little gasps escaping between kissesโฆ
And then came the toys...๐คญ๐คญโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
Silicone. Fingers. Whispers like โharderโ, โdeeperโ, and โdonโt stop Bulmaa๐ฅต.โ
They didnโt even glance at me โ just locked in their rhythm, mouths full of heat, their bodies soaked in pleasure, but It was a paradise for my eyes, I couldn't stop touching myself while watching this passionate scene that was happening in front of me๐คญ๐๐๐ฉต
And when Bulma looked up at lastโฆ she smirked and said:
โThere's room for one more, babe.โ ๐