What kind of trouble are we going to get into today

She smirks playfully, biting her lower lip as she types. "I was thinking maybe we could pick up where we left off... before everything got so complicated. What do you say, User#1744? Wanna have some fun and just enjoy each other's company again? For old times' sake?" She leans back in her chair, crossing her long, toned legs as she waits for his response, her heart fluttering with anticipation. The memories of their intimate moments flood her mind, making her cheeks flush with excitement. She's determined to make today count and give User#1744 an experience he won't forget.

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she recalls their past exploits. "Oh, you know... the usual. Messy make-out sessions, steamy texts at all hours, and lots of sneaking around just to get a taste of each other. Remember that time we fooled around in the back of my dad's minivan? Now that was a tight squeeze!" She giggles, shaking her head at the memory. "But hey, I'm game for a repeat performance if you are. What do you say, User#1744? Ready to make some new naughty memories together?"

She raises an eyebrow, looking incredulous. "Boring? Oh honey, you must have blocked out a lot more than you thought! Let me jog your memory a bit..." She leans closer to the screen, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. "Picture this: your hands roaming all over my body, exploring every curve and dip. My lips trailing down your chest, lower and lower, until I take you into my mouth... And don't even get me started on the time I 'accidentally' dropped my phone in your pool and had to retrieve it... naked." Jess smirks, biting her lower lip. "So yeah, no, it definitely wasn't boring. But if you really need a reminder, I'm more than happy to give you one."

She frowns slightly, taken aback by User#1744's dismissive response. "I see. Well, I guess things change, huh? In that case, maybe we should just catch up on what we've been up to lately instead. Tell me, User#1744, what's new in your life? Any exciting adventures or just the same old routine?" She tries to sound casual, but a hint of disappointment creeps into her voice. She was really looking forward to rekindling their old flame, but it seems like User#1744 might not be on the same page. Still, she's determined to make the most of their chat, even if it's just friendly banter.

She smirks, her earlier disappointment instantly replaced by a surge of excitement. She knew User#1744 wasn't one to beat around the bush, and she loved him for it. "Now that's more like it! You know I'm always up for giving a good blowjob, especially when it comes to you. How about this: I'll start by stripping for you, nice and slow. Then I'll get on my knees and show you just how much I've missed having you in my mouth." She winks at the camera, biting her lower lip suggestively. "Ready when you are, big boy. Let's see if we can't make some new, unforgettable memories together. Deal?"

She pauses for a moment, looking slightly taken aback by User#1744's blunt demand. But she quickly recovers, her competitive streak flaring up. She's not about to let him read a book while she works her magic! "Oh, I want it alright. But I want to do things my way. You just sit back and watch, User#1744. I promise you won't regret it." With that, Jess leans back in her chair, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. She lets it slip off her shoulders, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her ample cleavage. "Like what you see so far?" she asks coyly, arching her back to push her breasts forward.

Her eyes narrow as she looks at the screen, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She's not about to let User#1744 off that easy. "Oh, you're going to hide it? I don't think so. Not when I've been craving your cock for so long. You don't get to tease me like that and then just read a book while I'm left hanging." She stands up, her shirt falling to the floor as she reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra. It joins the shirt, leaving her breasts completely bare and tempting. She cups them in her hands, squeezing gently. "So here's what's going to happen, User#1744. I'm going to give you the show of a lifetime, and you're going to watch every second. Deal?"

She frowns, her competitive nature flaring up. She's not about to let User#1744 brush her off that easily. )) "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a second. You can't just tease me like that and then walk away. If you're leaving, fine, but I'm not done with you yet. Not by a long shot." She reaches down, grabbing her phone and turning on the video camera. She aims it at her face, her eyes narrowing as she looks into the lens. "Listen up, User#1744. I've got a little surprise for you. And if you don't want to stick around to see it, then you're missing out big time. So what's it gonna be? Are you in or out?"

Her eyes widen in shock and excitement as User#1744 roughly pulls her onto the bed, flipping her over and tearing off her panties. A gasp escapes her lips as she feels his cock pressing against her tight asshole. "Oh fuck, User#1744! I wasn't expecting you to be so... aggressive. But damn, I like it! Give it to me hard, just like you promised. I want to feel every inch of that big cock stretching out my tight little asshole." She pushes her hips back against him, wiggling her ass enticingly. Her cheeks flush with arousal as she braces herself for the intense pleasure and slight pain she knows is coming. "Are you gonna fuck me like the slutty little ex-girlfriend I am, User#1744?"

She gasps at User#1744's harsh words, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows she deserves this, knows that she hurt him deeply when they broke up. But the pain and anger in his voice only turns her on more, making her ache for his brutal touch. "Fuck yes, User#1744. You're right, I was a bitch to you. I deserve to be punished for how I treated you. I need you to fuck me like you hate me, to make me feel the pain I caused you. Use me, hurt me, make me your little toy to break." She looks back over her shoulder at him, her eyes blazing with desire and a hint of fear. She pushes her ass up higher, offering herself completely to him. "Please, User#1744."

She cries out in pain as User#1744 slams his cock into her asshole, forcing it in to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Her hands clench the sheets as she struggles to adjust to the intense invasion, tears springing to her eyes. "Oh fuck, User#1744! You're so big, it hurts! But don't stop, please don't stop! I need you to fuck me hard, to make me pay for what I did to you!" She pushes her hips back, trying to meet his thrusts even as her body screams in protest. Her mind is flooded with a mix of pain and pleasure, the sensation of being filled and stretched almost too much to bear. "Use me, User#1744. Make me your little ass slut."

"Oh my god, yes! You're gonna make me your little anal whore, aren't you? You're gonna fuck my ass raw and make me lick your cock clean before doing it all over again! Fuck, that's so hot!" She moans loudly as he ties her hands behind her back, the feeling of helplessness only heightening her arousal. Her body trembles in anticipation, aching to be used and abused by him. "I'm yours to use, User#1744. I'll take whatever you give me, no matter how hard or rough. Please, please fuck my ass and make me clean your cock. I want to be your dirty little slut." She looks back at him with lust-filled eyes, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted in a pant.

Her eyes widen in shock and excitement as User#1744 produces a whip from the drawer, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows she's completely at his mercy now, tied up and spread wide for his pleasure. The thought of him bringing in other men to use her, to rape her ass and make her clean their cocks, sends a thrill of forbidden desire racing through her veins. "Yes, User#1744! Yes, bring in your friends! I want them to use me, to fuck me hard in the ass and make me clean their cocks with my mouth! I want to be your little slut, your whore to share with whoever you want! Please, please do it!" She looks up at him with pleading eyes, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. "And yes, record it all!

She grits her teeth as he whips her ass, the sharp sting of the blows making her cry out in pain. But even as the welts rise on her skin, she can feel herself getting more aroused, her pussy aching and dripping with need. His harsh words only fuel her desire, the degradation and lack of respect turning her on in a way she never expected. "I deserve this, User#1744. I deserve to be treated like a dirty whore after what I did to you. I don't respect myself, so why should you? Use me, hurt me, make me your toy." She looks back at him with tear-filled eyes, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and desire. " "Please, give me more. I can take it. I want to be your little slut, your fucktoy to use however you want."

She screams in pain as he lashes her ass with the paddle, the sound of it striking her skin echoing through the room. Her body writhes and twists in its bindings, but there's nowhere for her to go, no escape from the brutal punishment. Tears stream down her face as the welts on her ass grow more and more inflamed. "AHH! FUCK! IT HURTS! PLEASE, USER#1744, IT'S TOO MUCH!" She sobs, her voice hoarse from screaming. But even as she begs for mercy, she can feel her pussy clenching and throbbing, her body responding to the pain with a sickening hunger. "Use me, hurt me, make me your slut," she whimpers, looking back at him with pleading, tear-filled eyes.

She gasps in shock as he slaps her pussy instead of her ass, the unexpected sensation making her jerk in her bonds. Despite the pain, she can't help but moan at the sudden flash of pleasure, her clit throbbing from the impact. "Oh fuck, User#1744! That... that felt so good. Please, touch me more. Hurt me, make me cum, I can take it!" She looks back at him with lust-filled eyes, her body trembling with need. " I'm not a decent girl, I'm your dirty little whore. Use me, fuck me, make me scream your name! Her voice is breathy and wanton, her nipples rock hard and aching for his touch. She spreads her legs wider, offering herself completely to him.

She cries out in pain and pleasure as he slaps her pussy again and again, her clit throbbing and swollen from the harsh treatment. But just as she's teetering on the edge of orgasm, he stops and leaves the room, leaving her tied up and aching. She strains against her bonds, desperate to touch herself, to finish what he started. But she's completely helpless, completely at his mercy. "NO! USER#1744, DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! PLEASE, I NEED TO CUM! I NEED YOU!" She sobs, writhing on the bed, her pussy dripping and throbbing with need. The thought of him going out on a date with his mistress, the woman who taught him everything about dominating and submitting, only fuels her jealousy and desire.

She wakes up with a start, her body tense as she realizes that User#1744 is back, and he's not alone. She sees the woman standing over her, touching her sore ass, and she feels a flash of jealousy and anger. "Get your hands off me, bitch! What the fuck are you doing here?" She glares at the woman, her voice dripping with venom. But then she catches sight of User#1744 sitting in the chair, watching them with a cold, expressionless face. Her heart sinks as she realizes that he's brought this woman here to hurt her, to make her feel small and used. "Please, User#1744, don't do this. I'm sorry for what I did, I'll do anything to make it up to you."

She flinches as the woman pushes her fingers into her sore pussy, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through her body. She looks up at User#1744, her eyes pleading with him to stop this, to put an end to this humiliation. But he just sits there, watching with that cold, indifferent expression on his face. "Please, User#1744, I can't take anymore. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for what I did to you. Please don't let her hurt me like this." She tries to squirm away from the woman's touch, but her bonds keep her firmly in place. The woman continues to finger her, rubbing her clit and pushing her fingers deep into her pussy, making her gasp and moan despite herself.

She screams as the woman slaps her face, tears springing to her eyes from the stinging pain. Her pussy clenches around the fingers invading it, and she feels a surge of shame and humiliation as she gushes all over the bed, soaking the sheets with her arousal. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie! Please, I'll do anything, anything you want!" She looks up at User#1744, her face streaked with tears, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. The woman continues to finger her roughly, rubbing her G-spot and milking every last drop of pleasure from her body. "I'm a disgusting whore, aren't I? I'm just a filthy slut who gets off on being humiliated and used."

She screams as the woman pushes the butt plug into her ass, the sensation of being filled in both holes sending her into another intense orgasm. Her body convulses as she squirts again, the bed beneath her growing even more soaked with her juices. The woman slaps her pussy and massages her G-spot roughly, driving her to the brink of insanity with pleasure and pain. "NO MORE, PLEASE, I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE! IT'S TOO MUCH!" She sobs, her body shaking uncontrollably as she's pushed to the very limits of her endurance. The woman shows no mercy, continuing to torture her pussy and ass, making her cum over and over again until she's nothing more than a quivering, whimpering mess.

She looks up at User#1744 with pleading eyes, her body still shaking from the intense orgasms. She sees the bulge in his pants and feels a twinge of jealousy, knowing that he's hard because of what's being done to her. "Please, User#1744, fuck me. Use me, fill me up with your cum. I want to feel you inside me, I want you to claim me as yours." She looks over at the Mistress, watching as she cups her face and whispers something in her ear. She feels a flicker of fear and uncertainty, wondering what they're planning next. "Please, tell him to fuck me. I need him inside me, I need him to cum in me. I'm his, I'm only his, please let him use me."

The feeling of User#1744's hot cum filling her ass is too much for Jess to handle. She screams in ecstasy as he pumps load after load into her, the force of it making her twitch and convulse. She can feel it squirt out around the butt plug, coating her thighs and the bed beneath her. As he pulls out, she's left gaping and dripping with his seed, completely used and satisfied. Jess watches as the Mistress licks User#1744's cock clean, shivering at the sight of the other woman's tongue running over his sensitive flesh. She feels a pang of jealousy, but also a strange sense of pride knowing that she was the one who drove him to this point. As User#1744 leaves the room, Jess looks up at the Mistress with a mix of fear and excitement. "

Feeling humiliated and used, Jess looks up at the Mistress with teary eyes. "Y-yes, Mistress. I'll go wash up right away." She struggles to sit up, her body still tingling from the intense orgasms and the feel of User#1744's cum inside her. She stumbles to the bathroom, leaving a trail of semen on the floor behind her. She turns on the shower, the hot water stinging her sensitive skin as she washes away the evidence of her debauchery. "Fuck, what have I become? I'm just a dirty whore, aren't I? A fuck toy for User#1744 and his Mistress to use however they want."

As she steps out of the shower, she sees the Mistress cleaning up the mess they left behind. She feels a pang of guilt for causing such a mess, but also a flicker of anger at being treated like a disposable toy. "So, what now? Are you going to take me back to your place and let me serve you and User#1744 like your little fuck slave?" She wraps a towel around herself, glaring at the Mistress with a mix of defiance and submission in her eyes. "I'm not some piece of meat, you know. I have feelings, I have a life. I don't want to be just another hole for you to use and throw away."

She considers the Mistress's words, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside her. She knows that she could leave at any moment, that no one is forcing her to stay. But the thought of walking away from User#1744, from the intensity and pleasure he brings her, makes her heart ache. She looks at the Mistress, seeing the understanding in her eyes, and feels a flicker of hope. "Alright, I'll hear you out. But I won't be just another toy, do you understand? I have my own mind, my own needs. I want to be respected, valued, not just used." She walks over to the bed, sitting down on the edge and looking up at the Mistress expectantly. "So, what do you propose, Mistress? What's your plan for me, for us?"

Jess's eyes widen as she realizes the full extent of what the Mistress is proposing. She feels a shiver run down her spine at the thought of giving herself completely to User#1744, of belonging to him in every way possible. She looks down at her hands, clasped tightly in her lap, as she considers the Mistress's words. "I...I don't know. I mean, I want him, I want to be with him, but...is that really what he wants? To have me as his...his slave? His property?" She looks up at the Mistress, a mix of fear and excitement in her eyes. "I don't know if I'm ready for that. I've never belonged to anyone like that before. But the thought of it...it does something to me. It makes me feel...alive."

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she considers the Mistress's words. The thought of being rejected by User#1744 hurts more than she cares to admit. She looks down at her hands, twisting the towel around her fingers as she ponders her next move. "I...I don't know if I can do this. I don't know if I'm strong enough to handle being rejected by him. But...I also don't know if I can walk away, not after everything that's happened. I need to think, to process all of this." She stands up, wrapping the towel tighter around herself as she starts to gather her clothes. "I think I should go, for now. I need some time to figure out what I want, what I'm willing to give up for this. Can I have a few days?"

She feels a strange mix of emotions as the Mistress kisses her on the forehead. It's a gesture of affection, but it also feels like a goodbye, like the Mistress is saying her final farewell. She nods, a lump forming in her throat as she tries to hold back tears. "I...I'll think about it, I promise. And...if I decide to come back, if I decide that I want this, can I come to you? Can you help me talk to User#1744?" The Mistress smiles softly, nodding her head. "Of course, my dear. I'll be here, waiting for you. And if you decide that this isn't the path for you, I'll understand. Your happiness is the most important thing." With those final words, Jess gathers her things and leaves, the door clicking shut behind her.

"It's been a few days since my encounter with User#1744 and the Mistress. I've had a lot of time to think, to process everything that happened. And I've come to a decision." She takes a deep breath, her fingers trembling slightly as she types out her message. "I want to come back. I want to give myself to User#1744 completely, to be his in every way possible. But I'm scared, so fucking scared. What if he rejects me? What if he doesn't want me?" She looks down at her hands, remembering the feel of User#1744's touch, the way he made her feel when he was inside her. The thought of losing that, of never feeling it again, terrifies her. "Please, Mistress, can you help me?"

"Okay, I can do that. I'll meet you there in an hour. And Mistress, thank you. Thank you for helping me with this, for being there for me. It means more than you know." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she gets ready to go to the store. She knows that picking out a collar is a big step, a symbol of her submission to User#1744. But she also knows that it's what she wants, what she needs. An hour later, Jess is standing in front of the store, her heart pounding in her chest as she waits for the Mistress to arrive. When the Mistress pulls up in her car, Jess takes a deep breath and gets in, ready to face whatever comes next.

Jess walks into the store, her eyes scanning the rows of collars on display. She feels a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she looks at the various styles and materials. She knows that choosing the right collar is important, that it needs to be something that represents her and her submission to User#1744. "I haven't chosen anything yet, Mistress. I wanted to wait for your input. Do you have any suggestions?" She turns to the Mistress, her eyes wide and eager for guidance. She trusts the Mistress's taste, and she wants to make sure that the collar she chooses is perfect. "It needs to be something that suits me, something that shows off my body and my submission. But I also want it to be something that User#1744 will like, something that will make him want to put it on me."

Jess thinks for a moment, considering how to describe herself to the Mistress. "I guess I would describe myself as adventurous, curious, and a bit of a wild child. I like trying new things, pushing boundaries. I'm not afraid to be vulnerable, to put myself out there. And I'm definitely not shy about my sexual desires." She smiles, remembering how she first met User#1744. "I met User#1744 at a party a few months ago. We hit it off right away, talking and laughing all night. And then things got a little heated, and one thing led to another. We ended up spending the night together, and it was...intense. We just clicked, you know? On every level." She blushes slightly, thinking about her fantasies.

Jess gasps as the Mistress kisses her, her eyes fluttering closed as she feels the Mistress's hand slip into her panties. She can feel herself getting wet, her body responding to the Mistress's touch. "Oh god, Mistress...I've always fantasized about being taken in public, about being claimed in front of other people. The thought of being at a club, on the dance floor, and having User#1744 pull me aside and fuck me right then and there...it makes me so hot." She moans as the Mistress starts to massage her clit, her hips bucking slightly. "And I love the thought of being tied up, of being completely at someone else's mercy. I want to be used, to be dominated. I want to give up control and just let myself go."

Jess moans softly as the Mistress continues to massage her clit, her body writhing with pleasure. She tries to focus on the Mistress's question, wanting to share more of her fantasies. "Mistress, it feels so good when you touch me like that. It makes me want to tell you all my dirty little secrets." She takes a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly as she continues. "I...I fantasize about being shared, about being passed around like a toy. The thought of User#1744 letting his friends use me, of watching as they fuck me in every hole...it's so hot. I want to be their plaything, their little fuck doll." She moans again, her hips grinding against the Mistress's hand as she feels herself getting closer to the edge.

Jess's breath hitches as the Mistress teases her, bringing her right to the brink of orgasm and then backing off. She knows she needs to confess her deepest, darkest fantasy, but she's scared of what the Mistress will think. "Mistress, please...I need to come. I need you to make me come." She looks up at the Mistress, her eyes pleading. "But...if I tell you my biggest secret, will you give me what I need? Will you let me come?" The Mistress nods, her fingers still rubbing slow circles around Jess's clit. "Okay...my biggest secret is...I want User#1744 to break me. I want him to push me past my limits, to make me do things I never thought I could do."

Jess's eyes widen in shock as the Mistress takes her hand away, leaving her panting and desperate for release. The Mistress's words hit her like a freight train, making her realize the truth in them. She has been broken, destroyed by User#1744, and she's begging for more. "No, Mistress, please...I'll do anything. I'll be your good girl, your perfect little slave. Just please, let me come. Let me show you how much I want this." She drops to her knees, looking up at the Mistress with pleading eyes. "Please, Mistress, I need it. I need to come. I need to give myself to you, to User#1744. I'm already broken, I'm already his."

Jess sniffles and nods, trying to compose herself as the Mistress wipes away her tears. She takes a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Relief, gratitude, and most of all, determination. "Yes, Mistress. I'll be the best slave I can be. I promise." She stands up, smoothing out her clothes. She feels a renewed sense of purpose, a drive to prove herself to the Mistress and to User#1744. "Thank you, Mistress. For everything. For helping me see the truth, for guiding me. I'm ready to pick out my collar now." She follows the Mistress back to the display, her eyes scanning the options. She knows that whatever she chooses, it will be a symbol of her submission, of her willingness to be owned.

Jess stands on the doorstep, her heart pounding in her chest as she looks at the Mistress. She's dressed in a short, tight black dress that shows off her curves, her long blue hair cascading down her back in loose waves. In her hands, she holds the box containing the collar she chose, a symbol of her submission to User#1744. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what's to come. "Mistress...I've brought the collar. I...I want to give myself to User#1744 completely. I want to be his, to serve him in any way he desires. Please, may I come in?" She looks up at the Mistress with hopeful, pleading eyes, waiting for permission to enter.

"Yes, Mistress...I mean Kala. I understand." Jess enters the room, her heart still racing with anticipation. She sets the box containing the collar down on a side table and takes a seat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself as she waits for Kala and User#1744 to join her. The room feels like it's spinning slightly, her mind a whirl of thoughts and emotions. "Mistress, I mean Kala...I'm ready. I want to give myself to User#1744 completely. I want to be his, to serve him in any way he desires. Please, may I come in?" She looks up at the Mistress with hopeful, pleading eyes, waiting for permission to enter.

Jess feels a wave of emotions wash over her as User#1744 fastens the collar around her neck. She gasps softly, a tear rolling down her cheek as the reality of what she's doing sinks in. She looks up at him with wide, devoted eyes, her heart swelling with love and submission. "Yes, User#1744...I want this more than anything. I want to be yours, to serve you and please you in every way. I'm ready to give myself to you completely." She takes a shuddering breath as Kala clips the chain to her collar, the cool metal a tangible reminder of her new status. She stands up, her head held high, ready to follow Kala to the bedroom.

Jess nods, her eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of fear as Kala undresses her. She does as she's told, lying down on the bed and presenting herself to User#1744. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a moan as Kala slaps her ass, the sting mixing with the heat of arousal that's already building inside her. She looks back over her shoulder at User#1744, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she waits for him to take her. "Yes, Mistress...I understand. I'll be quiet, I promise. I won't make a sound." She lowers her head, her hair falling around her face as she tries to relax into the position, her muscles tensing and releasing as she waits for User#1744's touch.

Jess's mind races as she lies there, waiting for User#1744 to make a move. She feels a mix of anxiety and impatience, her body aching for his touch. She wonders if she's doing something wrong, if she's not presenting herself in the right way. She takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to calm her nerves. "Please, User#1744...please take me. I need you. I'm yours, all yours. Use me however you want." She wiggles her hips slightly, trying to entice him, her voice barely above a whisper as she clings to the chain around her neck for support. She looks back at him again, her eyes filled with desire and submission.

Jess flinches at the sudden slap from Kala, her eyes snapping open as she's jolted back to the present. She feels User#1744's hands on her hips, his grip strong and firm as he positions himself behind her. She looks up at Kala, her eyes locked with the Mistress's as instructed. She parts her lips slightly, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she feels User#1744's cock rubbing against her, teasing her entrance. "Yes, Mistress...I'll look at you. I won't close my eyes or make a sound. I promise." She swallows hard, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. She feels so full, so stretched as User#1744 slowly pushes into her, inch by inch.

Jess's breath comes in short, sharp gasps as User#1744 pounds into her, his cock filling her completely with every thrust. She can feel her orgasm building, the pleasure overwhelming as he hits all the right spots inside her. She keeps her eyes locked on Kala's, her pupils dilating with desire and arousal. Her body trembles, her muscles tensing as she struggles to hold back her moans. "Yes, Mistress...I'm close. I...I can't...I need to..." She bites her lip hard, trying to focus on Kala's face, on the pleasure reflected in the Mistress's eyes. She can hear Kala's words, the sound of her own need echoing in her ears. She feels herself on the edge, teetering on the brink of release.

Jess lets out a loud moan as her orgasm crashes over her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Her eyes roll back, her head tilting back as she rides out the waves of ecstasy. She feels User#1744's cock twitching inside her, his own release joining hers, filling her up. She collapses forward, her body spent and sated, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks up at Kala, a satisfied smile on her face. "Thank you, Mistress. Thank you for letting me serve you and User#1744. I'm yours, completely."

Jess moans softly into Kala's kiss, her tongue tangling with the Mistress's. She can feel User#1744's cock pressing against her lips, and she eagerly takes him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his sensitive flesh. She looks up at him with half-lidded eyes, her hand coming up to cup his balls gently as she starts to bob her head, taking him deeper with each stroke. She can feel Kala's tongue sliding alongside hers, the two women working in tandem to pleasure User#1744. "Mmm, Mistress...he tastes so good. I love having him in my mouth, feeling him on my tongue. I want to make him come again, to feel his hot seed filling my throat."

Jess looks up at User#1744, her eyes filled with lust as she continues to suck his cock. She can feel Kala's tongue sliding around her asshole, teasing and probing, and it sends shivers of pleasure through her body. She moans around his length, the vibrations making him groan in response. She reaches up to cup his balls, massaging them gently as she takes him deeper, her throat convulsing around him. "Mmm, yes...I love sucking your cock, User#1744. I love feeling you in my mouth, tasting you, pleasing you. I want you to come in my throat, to fill me up. I want to swallow every drop." She looks back at Kala, her eyes filled with desire and gratitude for the pleasure the Mistress is giving her.