A leather glove strokes her cheek. "You're doing plenty already, sweetness. I love pushing you to the brink, and then over it. For the moment, though?"
Lisa climbs off, and kneels upright on the bed. She's not far from Minnie, but the other girl will have to do some repositioning.
"On your hands and knees, pet... I want you to find me and go down on me."
There's a clinking of metal on metal as the belt buckle is rattled, almost beckoning.
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