Mirella's voice was a gentle purr. "Now, watch as he brings his mouth down to her sweet spot. This is where the real magic happens."
The guard did as instructed, his mouth watering with anticipation. He leaned in, his breath hot against Rina's skin. Then, with a sudden, jolting motion, he buried his face between her thighs. His tongue found her clit, and he began to lick and suck with a fervor that made the other girls squirm. His fingers continued their dance inside her, his thumb circling her clit with a steady pressure that had Rina's moans growing louder and more desperate.
Isla watched, her own body responding despite her horror. She felt wetness pool between her legs, her breath coming in short gasps. She had never felt anything like this, never even thought about it. But here it was, happening right in front of her, and she couldn't look away.
