ALICE Ch 319

Adella all but tears Viv’s robe off, then leads her to the bed. Riley perches on the arm of Annette’s chair to watch. She crosses her legs and gets comfortable. Anyone who watches movies has seen Viv’s breasts at some point, but there’s still something exciting about being in the room with her. And for all the confidence that Riley has developed over the years, she knows she’ll never be able to handle a woman the way that Adella does.

Viv’s impeccably groomed pussy is visibly wet before Adella has even finished tying her hands snugly to the bedframe.

The heavy silence in the hotel room is incredible. All eyes are on Adella; she’s the star now, and loving it. Annette watches almost apprehensively while Viv’s eyes follow Adella with curiosity until Adella blindfolds her with her own sleep mask. Tied and blind, Viv is burning up, at least going by the rise and fall of her chest, the scent, and the way her nipples stand tall and rigid.

Adella enjoys the view for a moment, then pulls her shirt over her head. Annette stiffens, and Adella doesn’t have to make an effort, not that she ever would. She just takes off her clothes without making a show of it. She’s not as cut as she used to be, but she’s still just as strong, and just as hung. For all the effort that Annette has put into publicizing Adella’s bulge, she’s never seen it in the open like this. Riley feels a little spark of possessiveness and pride, but the expression on Annette’s face is worth sharing for. Annette looks like she’s seeing the face of god.

Riley hops off the chair and walks over to her wife, and Adella makes much more of a show of taking Riley’s clothes off. A nude Riley and Adella making out and caressing each other is more than enough to obliterate Annette’s strong businesswoman persona and reduce her to a pitiful puddle of need. Only the sound of Adella moaning into Riley’s mouth and giving her bottom a slap before grabbing it breaks the quiet.

Having Annette’s eyes on her really does add a little something for Riley, not that her cock rubbing around Adella’s isn’t enough. Adella holds her close for another whispered conference. They both turn to Annette, who grips the arms of her chair as though she’s afraid of being sucked into the vacuum of space. Her legs are squeezed together so tightly that they tremble. There’s sweat on her forehead.

When Riley and Adella walk over to her with twin erections in full view, the color of Annette’s face makes her look as though she’s dying of heatstroke. Riley intends to get Annette onto her feet and out of those clothes, but Annette has other plans. Riley’s never seen a woman get on her knees so quickly.