What's next?
MJ is to pleasure Felicia now.
MJ whimpered as she writhed on the ground, her body covered in red marks and her ass and pussy feeling horribly stretched.
"P-please...," MJ whimpered.
"Please what, cunt?"
"P-please, mistress...."
"Fuck, you're pathetic. Lick me!"
"What?"
"Lick my snatch, whore!"
Black Cat yanked on MJ's hair, holding it like a pair of reigns as she ground her cunt into her face.
"Lick my fucking snatch!"
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