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Violet took full advantage of Maya's bewilderment, and with the flawless skill of a deer huntress, deftly unzipped the back of Maya's dress, ripping it off with a single pull and throwing it onto the chair.

"Look at this body....looks like I've found the right person...Miss Taylor." The sly woman purrs lustfully, removing the other woman's bra while whispering in her ear.

"S-stop...!! Ahhhh~ S-stop right now, you pervert...! I'm...I'm warning you...!!" Maya struggled desperately, but the strange woman was far stronger than what Maya thought.

Despite Maya's resistance for several minutes, Violet stubbornly seized Maya and roughly caressed every inch of her body.

"Is this enough...? Now...let's focus on the game again..."

As Violet shoved Maya forwards to catch her breath behind her, Maya fell to the desk. The scene on the monitor was clearly engraved in her mind as her eyes went wide.

"How...this...w-what??"

The women on the monitor who were wrestling grabbed one another's futa cocks and jerked each other off roughly.

Maya felt her crotch turn hot, and hard and horny against her will...and in shame, she tried to turn her face away.

"Look at it!" Violet's hand grabbed onto Maya's hair and forced her to look back at the monitor.

"You like to watch this...right? We already know everything about you...even your secret desires. You love fit, glamorous futanari bitches, right? Just like them..."

Violet began to jerk Maya's cock faster and faster.

"Ahhhh......"

"You see that? Can you endure this...just like them? Miss Taylor?" Violet whispered...

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