She reached down, her fingers tracing the outline of Nathalie's throat, feeling the way my cock bulged beneath her skin. "Guh—! Nnngh—! S-Stop—!" Nathalie's pleas were garbled around my cock, her body trembling as she fought to breathe.
Angela finally released Nathalie's head with a sharp laugh, and she stumbled back, her lips parting as she gasped for air. "G-Gah—! Hah—! C-Can't—breathe—!" She coughed violently, her chest heaving, strings of spit and pre-cum dripping from her swollen lips. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed, her body trembling—not just from the lack of air, but from the way her pussy ached, her clit throbbing with need.
"Pathetic," Angela taunted, her voice a dark purr as she stepped closer, her fingers tracing the red mark on Nathalie's cheek before sliding down to pinch her nipples.
