Ebony and Ivory: A Voluptuous Vixen and a Raven-Haired Seductress in a Sapphic Tryst

“Just make it home, please?” Janet started the car, put it in drive, and swung around the fountain. She was hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, which had been joined together. Vxxx “Janet,” began Tiffany, “I’ve noticed that you’ve been very moody lately.” “Yes, I guess so,” Janet answered. “Thank you,” said Janet, accepting her offer. “I think that the only instrument to use is the one that was used on Myra,” observed Lauren. Suddenly, her eyes turned to feral slits as she looked at the computer setup. She shivered, even though the Dungeon was quite warm. Surely the great Mistress Janet is capable of accepting discipline in place of a lowly slave,” insulted Lauren. Janet struck again and again, watching as her new strokes were made evident on Myra’s