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Chapter 30 by Herrin26 Herrin26

Who uses her first?

Williams.

Ashley's commanding presence filled the steam-filled shower room as she stepped forward, her eyes locked with Shepard's in a silent challenge. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly reached out, her fingers grazing Shepard's skin with a feather-light touch.

A surge of anticipation shot through Shepard as she felt Ashley's touch ignite a fire in her veins. The air crackled with tension as Ashley's lips curved into a smug smile, her gaze unwavering as she wordlessly conveyed her intentions.

With a swift and commanding motion, Ashley's hand moved to Shepard's jaw, her touch firm and possessive. Shepard's breath hitched at the sudden shift in energy, a mixture of desire and apprehension swirling within her.

Shepard's heart raced as Ashley's touch sent a wave of electricity through her body. The steam-filled shower room felt charged with tension as Ashley's commanding presence filled the space. With a swift and deliberate motion, Ashley's hand moved to Shepard's jaw, her touch firm and possessive. Shepard's breath hitched at the sudden shift in energy, a mixture of desire and apprehension swirling within her.

Sensing Shepard's anticipation, Ashley's gaze locked with hers as she guided Shepard's head towards her wet pussy. "You know what to do, pet," Ashley's voice was low and commanding, sending a thrill through Shepard.

Shepard's heart pounded in her chest as she knelt before Ashley, the pulsating energy of desire and anticipation enveloping her in a haze of steam. With a determined resolve, she leaned forward, her hands gently parting Ashley's thighs as she dove into the wet warmth between them.

The musky scent of arousal filled Shepard's senses as she explored Ashley's core with a fervent hunger, her tongue tracing patterns of pleasure that elicited a cascade of moans from the commanding officer. The steam-filled shower room resonated with the sound of their intimate exchange, echoing with the symphony of their desire.

Shepard, with a sense of duty ingrained in her being, focused on pleasing her mistress, Ashley. The steam enveloped them in a cocoon of intimacy as Shepard's movements became purposeful and precise. With each stroke of her tongue, she sought to elicit the deepest moans from Ashley, a sign of her devotion and commitment.

Ashley's hands tangled in Shepard's hair, guiding her movements with a gentle yet firm pressure. Shepard's senses ignited as she immersed herself in the taste and texture of Ashley, her every touch a testament to her obedience and desire to please.

The symphony of their desire echoed in the steam-filled shower room, the air thick with passion and wants.

As much as Shepard wanted a break from all the pussy eating she had done, she was beginning to love the taste of each girl she pleasured. The unique flavor of each woman she explored with her tongue and lips created a symphony of sensations that awakened a primal desire within her.

With Ashley's hands still entangled in Shepard's hair, guiding her movements with a gentle yet firm pressure, Shepard delved deeper into the wet warmth between Ashley's thighs. The musky scent of arousal filled her senses, intoxicating and exhilarating as she continued to explore every inch of Ashley's core with fervent hunger.

Shepard's focus intensified as she delved deeper into Ashley's essence, her movements becoming more fervent and purposeful. The steam-filled shower room seemed to pulsate with their shared desire, the air heavy with the intoxicating scent of arousal.

With each stroke of Shepard's skilled tongue, Ashley's moans grew louder, echoing off the tiled walls as her pleasure intensified. Shepard's commitment to pleasing her mistress was unwavering, her every touch a declaration of her devotion and submission.

As the symphony of their desire reached its crescendo, Ashley's body tensed, her voice a breathless whisper as she reached the peak of ecstasy.

As the echoes of Ashley's ecstasy lingered in the steam-filled shower room, Shepard withdrew slowly, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. The air crackled with a newfound tension as she raised her gaze to meet Ashley's, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pride and desire.

"Good pet," Ashley panted, her voice husky with lingering pleasure, as she gently pulled Shepard back to her feet. The exchange of power between them felt palpable, a dance of dominance and submission that fueled their shared desire.

"You should have been in this position years ago," Ashley joked, her tone teasing yet laced with a hint of truth.

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