ASR - Chapter 7 (Paid Teaser) (Patreon)

Another cut brought Ciara’s jaw lower and her legs together, concealing the shame burning between them. She slurped on her coffee, hand quivering to the horror on screen. Sasha had Mirin’s thing in her mouth, cheeks bulging and lips overflowing with slime. A hand urged her further down, slowly forcing a bulge into Sasha’s throat. It paused at the choker Ciara had bought her a year ago. Then, like a cobra striking, Mirin thrust hard. The choker bulged and snapped from the sheer girth.