Masque starts skinning her prey

Masque quickly slid one of her hands out of Kate's suit, still making sure her hand was firmly pressed against Kate's skin. With her other hand, she started rubbing against Kate's sex. Kate gasped at the sudden invasion, twisting her toes with pleasure she was ashamed to have. She felt a flurry of emotions; arousal, embarrassment, fear, anger.

Masque, with her free hand, began caressing Kate's breast through her suit. She gave it a tight squeeze, then grabbed Kate's zipper and pulled it down to her stomach, exposing her cleavage to the camera. Kate flushed a deep red and moaned loudly, as Masque had increased her speed while fingering her.