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Chapter 9 by bohyna bohyna

What does Tracey have in mind?

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Tracey activated its video recording function. A wicked smile spread across her face, illuminating her green eyes with mischief. "Time for a little performance," she whispered sultrily.

With the smartphone positioned on a nearby table, angled just right to capture everything, Tracey began. Her hands roamed your body, gliding smoothly over your skin as her hips gyrated rhythmically against you. Each movement was filled with intent, every sway and grind calculated to elicit a reaction.

Soon, Claire and Eve joined in, their own bodies mirroring Tracey's movements. The three women moved together in perfect harmony, creating a mesmerizing dance of temptation. Their hands explored, their bodies pressed and retreated, building a rhythm that left you breathless.

The sheer eroticism of the scene was overwhelming. Their combined seduction was a sight to behold, and you felt every inch of your skin react to their touch. Their whispers filled your ears, a chorus of temptation that played in tandem with their dance.

Claire leaned down, her lips brushing against your ear. "Enjoying the show?" she teased, her fingers tracing patterns on your chest.

Eve's laughter echoed softly as she playfully nipped at your neck, her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer to her.

The increasing tempo of their movements, combined with their expert teasing, pushed you to a state of delirium. Your breaths came in ragged gasps, every nerve ending on fire.

With a final, synchronized move, the three women pressed against you. The combined sensations — Tracey's rhythmic grinding, Claire's teasing touches, and Eve's sultry whispers — proved too much. Your restraint shattered, and a rush of pleasure overtook you, leaving you breathless and covered in a your own cum, a testament to your release.

The room echoed with the women's laughter. Tracey leaned down, smirking. "Looks like we got the grand finale," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

The smartphone continued to record, capturing the aftermath of their tantalizing performance and your reactions, ensuring that this moment would be immortalized forever.

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