Chapter 103

Trish's mouth dropped away from Bella's pussy, and she moaned in relief. Her overstimulated folds felt like they were swollen to twice their size. Gripping Trish's white-blonde locks, Jordan turned her around on her knees.

"Clean me off, little girl," he murmured, his expression softening as Trish began to lap at his groin, cleaning him of their combined juices. Bella could see white trails of cum dripping down Trish's thighs, sliding down to the floor. She shivered, trying not to draw attention to herself, although she didn't think she needed to worry too much. As usual, Jordan was wrapped up in Trish; he barely noticed Bella unless she did something to draw his attention.

Still, she couldn't help but reflect over the change in Trish's responses. She hadn't hesitated once. Not when Jordan had shoved her face into Bella's pussy, or now when he had her cleaning his dick of their sex. Had he brainwashed her?

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