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There’s something so enticing about the way Eris tastes — salty, musky, pure sin. I start slow, teasing her with soft licks down her crack before diving in deep, my tongue swirling around her tight little hole. She’s trembling beneath me, gasping every time I suck her rim or push my tongue inside. I eat her like I’ve been starving for it — because I have. Her ass is mine, her moans are mine, and every shiver that runs through her body is because of me. When I finally pull back, all I want is to taste her on my mouth. We crash into each other, kissing deeply, tongues tangling — she even gets a taste of herself as I dominate her kiss. It’s filthy. It’s hot. It’s us. And then… we turn to you. We’re not done. We want more. Need more. So we beg — soft, desperate, hungry — for your cum. To see you lose control. To know we made you explode just from watching us destroy each other. Are you gonna make us wait?