AUTHORS NOTE: ELDER AND ERICA ARE SAME PERSON, JUST DIFFERENT PERSONALITIES
Julian chuckled, enjoying the banter the two personalities were having with themselves. Each wave of his thrusts made her split further, her cries bouncing between the controlled gasp of Elder and the raw, wet moans of Erica.
"Say it, Elder! Admit it, Erica!" Julian demanded, jiggling her ass in his hands. "You're my old, wrinkled fucktoy… both of you. And I'm not stopping until you both beg for every inch of me."
Her body trembled violently, moans mingling with groans of protest. "No… you will not humiliate me like this…" the elder fought back, while Erica kept on moaning. Yes… gods… harder… Julian… don't stop… fuck me…
Julian's grin widened, savoring the psychological torment and submission. "Cum for me, both of you. Who's winning now, hmm? The cold bitch or the filthy whore?"
