Chapter 130: Oils
Sophia shifted nervously beside the bed, arms crossed under her petite chest, her blonde twin tails twitching faintly, her blue eyes wide with disbelief, her small breasts rising with quick, shallow breaths under her pale pink cotton bra.
Lia gave a slow, exaggerated sigh, like she was psyching herself up for a dive into something cold and deep, her red curls bouncing, her green eyes glinting with a mix of nerves and reluctant arousal, her curvy figure trembling, her plush thighs pressing together under her dark green lace panties.
"Okay," Lia muttered, cracking her knuckles, her generous chest shifting as she braced herself. "Okay okay okay."
Lor didn’t move, lying back on the bed, his cock straining hard in his pants, his hazel eyes watching them with an insufferable calm, like he was evaluating a pair of awkward dancers before a performance, his lean frame relaxed but commanding.
His tousled black hair caught the lamplight, his smirk teasing the edge of power.
Sophia glanced down at him, then at Lia, then back again, her cheeks flushing pink, her pussy tingling faintly. "So... do we just... sit on it?"
"I think we straddle it?" Lia said, her voice uncertain, her green eyes fixed on the bulge in Lor’s pants, her plush thighs trembling slightly.
She stepped forward first, her fingers unfastening his clasp with a slow, hesitant motion, her breath catching as she pulled the waistband down.
Lor didn’t stop her, his hazel eyes darkening with anticipation.
His cock sprang free—hard, flushed, thick, the head slick with pre-cum, bobbing slightly in the air, twitching like it was alive, the sight making both girls freeze.
Sophia blinked, her blue eyes wide. "...You’re kidding."
"I am not touching that... and in not a hundred years is it going between my ass cheeks," Lia whispered, her voice low, like she was negotiating with a wild animal, her pussy throbbing faintly at the sight. "That thing’s going to impale me by accident."