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"Now please each other." Max ordered as she removed their cuffs and blindfolds. Victoria and Chloe exchanged a heated glance, their bodies still buzzing with desire. Without hesitation, they shifted positions, Victoria climbing on top of Chloe, her legs straddling Chloe's head, and Chloe moving her face towards Victoria's pussy.

The sight was intoxicating. Victoria's blonde hair cascaded around Chloe's face, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and challenge as she lowered her own mouth to Chloe's wetness. The room was filled with the sound of wet kisses and slurps as they began to pleasure each other, their bodies moving in perfect unison.

Max watched them, her own need now a living, breathing entity. She climbed off the bed, her eyes never leaving her two newfound toys. "Good," she murmured, her voice a low purr of approval. "Now, I want to see who can make the other cum first. The winner gets a special reward."

The challenge was clear, and Victoria and Chloe took it to heart, their tongues and teeth working in perfect harmony, their bodies moving in a symphony of passion and competition. The air grew thick with the scent of their arousal, the sound of their moans bouncing off the walls. Max stood over them, a goddess watching her mortal subjects, her hand idly playing with her own clit as she observed.

Victoria's hips rocked against Chloe's face, her movements growing more urgent as she approached climax. Chloe's tongue was relentless, flicking and swirling around Victoria's clit, her lips sucking it in rhythmic pulses. Victoria's breath hitched, her body taut as she felt the familiar coil of pleasure tighten in her belly. She reached down, her hand tangling in Chloe's hair, and pulled her closer, desperate to find release.

On the other end of the bed, Chloe's moans grew louder as Victoria's mouth worked her pussy, her tongue darting inside before returning to the sensitive bud of her clit. The blonde's thighs gripped Chloe's head, urging her on, her body responding to the desperate need for pleasure.

Max's hand moved faster over her own clit as she watched the girls devour each other. She was the puppet master, orchestrating their every move, their every gasp. The power was intoxicating, and she knew she could push them even further.

"Remember, the first to make the other cum wins," Max reminded them, her voice a sultry purr.