Sara uses James

In the oppressive silence of the room, Sara's every breath sounded louder than it should. The tension in the air was palpable, and Onosk reveled in it, drawing strength from every heartbeat of doubt and suspicion echoing within Sara.

"Why does he sleep so soundly?" Onosk murmured into her ear. "Perhaps because he's spent after fucking that slut, Erin?"

Sara clenched her fist, fighting back the tears, but Onosk was relentless. "Why don’t you show him what he stands to lose? Take what's yours."

The suggestion, coupled with her own rising emotions, sparked an idea in Sara's mind. She traced her small, soft hand up his thigh until she touched his cock. James murmured in his sleep as his body reacted, his cock growing stiff as Sara slowly rubbed his cock.

Onosk whispered words of encouragement. "That’s it. Make him want you, crave you. Let the lust take over."

Sara slipped under the covers, lowering herself until her face was level with his stiffening prick. Leaning forward, she took him into her mouth, sucking hungrily at him, almost **** to get as much of him as she could into her mouth.

James came awake, momentarily confused, then moaned as he realized what Sara was doing. He threw back the sheet to see his busty girlfriend with his dick in her mouth. Sara reacted by picking up her pace, and reaching both hands slowly up his body, caressing his muscular physique.

Onosk encouraged them, fanning their lust and aggression with her thoughts.

James reached down, swept Sara's hair back from her face, and, on impulse, knotted her hair in one hand.

Sara moaned with pleasure as he pulled her hair and took him deeper into her mouth, pushing just into her throat.