fun in the bedroom

The mansion's master bedroom smelled of waxed leather and desire. Marcos trembled under Rafaela's weight, his arched back serving as a seat while his already reddened buttocks pulsed with her every movement. His knees ached on the Persian rug, but the pain turned to pleasure whenever Rafaela's stilettos brushed against the inside of his thighs.

"Deeper," Rafaela ordered, pressing her thighs against Marcos's ears while her fingers tangled in Isabela and Luana's hair.

The two women obeyed immediately. Isabela, kneeling to the right, enveloped the base of Rafaela's penis with her lips, her tongue tracing slow circles on the throbbing vein. Luana, to the left, devoutly sucked his testicles, her fingers buried in her own thighs to contain the orgasm that threatened to escape.

"No, darling," Rafaela pulled Luana's hair back, revealing her wet face. "You swallow *everything* today." Marcos groaned as Rafaela thrust her hips forward, shoving his penis deep into Isabela's throat. The lawyer gagged, but didn't move—her hands gripped Rafaela's thighs like a shipwrecked person clinging to a plank. Saliva dripped down her chin, mingling with her already smudged red lipstick.

Luana watched, her lips swollen and her eyes burning with envy, until Rafaela touched her clitoris.

"Your turn," she whispered, guiding Luana's head to take Isabela's place.

The transition was seamless. As Isabela recoiled, panting, Luana enveloped Rafaela's member with her lips, swallowing every inch until her nose pressed against the sweaty skin of her abdomen. Marcos gasped as Rafaela leaned back, her breasts brushing against his back as she gripped Luana's nape and pushed her down.

"Like this," Rafaela growled, her hips trembling with short, brutal thrusts. "Now hold her, Isabela."

The lawyer obeyed, crossing her arms behind Luana's back and pinning her in place as Rafaela used her like a flesh doll. The wet sound of gasping filled the room, interrupted only by Marcos's hoarse moans as Rafaela finally let out a rough sigh.

"Inside," was the only order.

Luana swallowed convulsively, her eyes rolling back as the hot semen flooded her throat. Isabela licked her lips greedily, but Rafaela only tilted her head toward Marcos—still trembling beneath her.

"Clean it up."

And as Isabela knelt to lick Marcos's dripping penis, Rafaela buried her fingers in Luana's hair and pulled her into a deep kiss, sharing the salty taste of her own possession.

**The entire mansion trembled with her moans.**