Does she?

Charlotte shoved her perfect backside into Nancy's face. Nancy, puckered up, planted a kiss on the redhead's left buttcheek, trying to steer clear of the middle. Of course, Charlotte foiled this attempt by wiggling her hips and making sure Nancy's puckered lips kissed all over the left, the right, and right in the middle. Claudine got all of this on her livestream, laughing gleefully as the crowd outside cheered. Flashes of light told Nancy that she was being photographed from both sides of the window.

But then, it was all over. Charlotte pulled up her panties over her lipstick-smeared derriere, then let her dress fall back into place. Nancy's only consolation had been that she was going to vomit on this bitch, and now, Charlotte was finished. No revenge had taken place. Putting her disappointment aside, Nancy reminded Charlotte of their deal. "Ok....ugh...I did what you said, now let me out."

Charlotte looked at Nancy silently and grinned. "You promised!" "I did no such thing, I said if you apologized, and kissed my ass, I MIGHT let you out. And I choose not to. Buh-bye, bitch." Charlotte and Claudine exited the room through the door, and a few moments later, appeared behind Nancy's stuck backside again, although, knowing what they knew, they kept a safe distance.

"Waaaaaaaahhhh!" Nancy cried like a baby, both due to the hopelessness of her situation, and the growing pressure in her stomach.