In Control

Nastie knows exactly which strings to tug on Karlie to make her unravel. The urge strikes, and she acts. She presses that full body against Karlie, tongue sliding in to taste her skin, teeth grazing where she wants. When Karlie's hips lift, Nastie eases the strap between her thighs. She sinks it deep, setting a steady pace that makes Karlie's breath stutter. Every whimper from Karlie lets Nastie know how far she can push. The strap-on thrusts, hard, precise. Karlie comes shaking under the push, body pulling tight around it, voice breaking with each wave.