Elena takes a facial

The man’s demeanor shifts to become more demanding. He grips Elena’s hair and guides her movements. Elena responds eagerly, her eyes fluttering closed. She relishes the roughness. Harper watches with fascination as Elena’s expression contorts with pleasure. He isn’t even touching her, she thinks. But it’s enough for Elena. Her enjoyment is evident in the way her body moves and the sounds she makes. He really is fucking her face. Before this, Harper had always thought it was only an expression. Her tits bounce as he thrusts his cock between her lips.

“That’s it. Take it all. Show me how much you love it.”

Elena grunts, pleased, eager. Her eyes open to meet Harper’s. The air between them is charged, as though she’s drawing strength from Harper’s reaction. A rough gagging sound comes from her, and Harper finds her breath coming shortly, as if she’s empathizing with Elena’s rough treatment. Her sweaty palms press against her thighs. Despite herself she’s captivated. The man is using Elena’s mouth like his plaything, but it doesn’t dent her self-assuredness for even a second. Her moans and the man’s rough motions threaten to overwhelm Harper.

The man’s voice breaks through to her. “Like what you see? Elena likes to be used.”

Harper almost swallows her tongue. “I—yes, I see that.”

His grip on Elena’s hair tightens, and she gives a muffled moan. And then it comes. He wrenches her head back and strokes himself off, only two, like lightning. Then cum shoots from the tip of his cock onto Elena’s face. The mess drips down her beautiful features. Harper can’t believe she’s seeing what she’s seeing. The sight of the white trailing down Elena’s nose, cheeks, and chin is mesmerizing. She sighs, more than content.