Yes

"Now, it's your turn," Payton managed to say, her voice shaky with pleasure. She slid off of Dan, her legs trembling slightly as she turned to face Kylie. "I want to taste you," she whispered, her eyes dark with lust.

Kylie's smirk grew wider, and she nodded in approval. "As you wish," she murmured, positioning herself in the center of the bed. She spread her legs, giving Payton full access to her glistening pussy. The scent of arousal filled the room, a heady aphrodisiac that made Payton's mouth water.

With a sense of newfound power, Payton leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste Kylie's sweetness. The moan that escaped Kylie's lips was like music to Payton's ears, and she eagerly lapped at her friend's folds, her own desire growing with every touch. Dan watched from the side, his cock standing at attention, the head slick with pre-cum.

Payton had never been with a woman before, but something about Kylie made her feel like she had been waiting for this moment all her life. She licked and sucked, her tongue exploring every inch of Kylie's pussy as if it were a delicacy she had been craving. Kylie's hand tangled in Payton's hair, guiding her, urging her deeper.

"That's a good girl," Kylie snarled with a commanding tone, her nails digging into Payton's scalp. The words sent a shock of pleasure through Payton, a strange mix of submission and power that she hadn't expected. She felt her own arousal growing again, the taste of Kylie's desire driving her to new heights.

Dan's hand found Payton's ass, his fingers sliding into her still wet pussy as she worked on Kylie's clit. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but moan into her friend's wetness. Kylie's hips bucked against her mouth, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

Suddenly, Kylie's hand shot out, slapping Dan's away from Payton's body. "Stop touching her," she barked, her eyes flashing with a mix of irritation and arousal. "You're going to make her cum again, and that's not what I told you to do."

Dan's eyes snapped to Kylie's, and he quickly removed his hand, his face a mask of apology and excitement. The power dynamic was clear: Kylie was in charge, and they were both eager to obey her every whim.

Payton's eyes widened at the sudden interruption, but she didn't miss a beat. She focused more intently on Kylie's clit, her tongue swirling and flicking with a newfound vigor. The sound of Kylie's moans grew louder, filling the room, and Payton felt a thrill at being the source of such pleasure.

As Kylie's orgasm approached, her hand tightened in Payton's hair, holding her in place. "Yes," she hissed, her body writhing beneath Payton's mouth. "Just like that." The anticipation was unbearable, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.

Then, without warning, Kylie's body stiffened, her moans growing louder, more ****. "Oh fuck," she screamed, her hips bucking wildly. The sound of her pleasure was like a symphony to Payton's ears, driving her own arousal to new heights.

Kylie's orgasm was like a volcanic eruption, her entire body shaking with the intensity of it. Payton felt a rush of pride knowing she had been the one to push her friend over the edge, to make her lose control like that. The power she wielded in this moment was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

But even as Kylie's body relaxed, her grip on Payton's hair remained firm. "Good job," she murmured, her eyes still filled with lust. "Now, let's get you back to where you were."