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Isadora thought she had it locked down. Then she drank the tea and everything cracked open. She woke up to find Julia naked on the bed, eyes fixed on her, telling her to do exactly what her hallucination demanded. Julia tried comfort first, soft words and a hand on her arm. The second she spotted the empty cup and that conditioning band on Isadora’s wrist, the mood flipped. Julia climbed right over her thighs, hips rolling, mouth claiming Isadora’s like she’d waited years for permission. Isadora kissed back hard, secret finally out in daylight, tongues sliding, tits pressed together. Then the old promise reared up and she jerked away, breath ragged, swearing it wouldn’t happen again. One look at Julia’s slick, pretty pussy wiped the promise out. Isadora dropped between her sister-in-law’s spread legs and ate her like she’d been starving since she was a teenager. They twisted through every angle two women can fuck in: Julia riding Isadora’s face while blonde hair whipped across flushed tits, Isadora grinding down on Julia’s thigh until both pairs of big natural breasts bounced in rhythm, bodies folding into sixty-nine so tongues and fingers worked at the same frantic pace. Every new position dragged them closer until the orgasms crashed through them one after another, leaving them limp, soft kisses trading spit while their pulses settled. Later Jenna notices the leftover tension and asks what’s still eating at Isadora. Isadora lays out the whole story, trusting Julia completely. Question is whether that trust is about to bite her in the ass.
Isadora thought she had it locked down. Then she drank the tea and everything cracked open. She woke up to find Julia naked on the bed, eyes fixed on her, telling her to do exactly what her hallucination demanded. Julia tried comfort first, soft words and a hand on her arm. The second she spotted the empty cup and that conditioning band on Isadora’s wrist, the mood flipped. Julia climbed right over her thighs, hips rolling, mouth claiming Isadora’s like she’d waited years for permission. Isadora kissed back hard, secret finally out in daylight, tongues sliding, tits pressed together. Then the old promise reared up and she jerked away, breath ragged, swearing it wouldn’t happen again. One look at Julia’s slick, pretty pussy wiped the promise out. Isadora dropped between her sister-in-law’s spread legs and ate her like she’d been starving since she was a teenager. They twisted through every angle two women can fuck in: Julia riding Isadora’s face while blonde hair whipped across flushed tits, Isadora grinding down on Julia’s thigh until both pairs of big natural breasts bounced in rhythm, bodies folding into sixty-nine so tongues and fingers worked at the same frantic pace. Every new position dragged them closer until the orgasms crashed through them one after another, leaving them limp, soft kisses trading spit while their pulses settled. Later Jenna notices the leftover tension and asks what’s still eating at Isadora. Isadora lays out the whole story, trusting Julia completely. Question is whether that trust is about to bite her in the ass.