"Mmm... perfect," Brittney murmurs, her hand continuing to stroke his hard length as she nestles closer to him. "Now I want you to make me feel good." She guides his hand down to where she's touching herself, "Stroke me here while you use your other hand to play with my breasts." Her hips begin to rock gently against his touch, encouraging him to go faster and harder.

"And remember," she whispers into his ear, her breath tickling his neck, "

Brittney moans softly as he begins to stroke her and fondle her breasts. "That's it," she murmurs. "You're such a good boy." Her hips rock faster against his hand, and she can feel herself getting close again. "Oh yeah... right there..." She arches her back, gasping his name as she climaxes for the second time tonight, her body shuddering with pleasure beneath him.

"Mmm... you're so good at that,"

Mia watches from the living room as Brittney brutally takes Lucas' virginity. She can't help but feel sick to her stomach, tears streaming down her face. But she also feels a surge of determination. This has gone too far; she needs to do something.

With shaking hands, she reaches for the keyboard and types out a message to Brittney: "Stop it! Leave him alone!" Her voice cracks as she watches the words appear on the screen, but she presses send anyway.

As Brittney thrusts deeper into Lucas' ass, her focus is divided between the pleasure of his tight flesh surrounding her and the camera where she can see Mia's horrified expression. She pauses for a moment, eyes narrowing as she reads the message on the screen. Her lips twist into a cruel smile.

"Oh, but I haven't even gotten started with him," she says mockingly, her voice dripping with dark amusement. "

With a moan of approval, Brittney arches her back further, pressing her breasts more firmly against your face as you continue to grope and massage them. "Oh God..." she whispers, her hips moving faster now in rhythm with the sensations coursing through her body. Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling lightly on the strands as she loses herself in the pleasure of your touch.

Brittney's breath comes faster now as you continue to fondle her breasts, her skin flushed with arousal. She feels the familiar tightening in her lower abdomen, signaling that she's close to orgasm. "Oh yes," she gasps, arching her back further and brushing her nipples against your lips. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she reaches the peak of pleasure, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

Brittney leads him over to the bed and sits down on the edge, her legs spread wide once again. "Now," she says with a sinister grin, "why don't you show me how much you've learned?" She nods toward her exposed crotch expectantly.

Brittney laughs softly, her eyes narrowing as she takes in his eagerness. "Well," she says, tracing a finger along the tip of his nose, "if you insist." She leans back on her hands and spreads her legs even wider, giving him better access to her hard cock. "But remember," she whispers, "I'm the boss here. So you'd better make sure I like it if you want me to keep letting you play with my toys."

Her eyes flutter open as she slowly regains her composure, and for a moment, she just lays there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Then, with a wicked grin, she rolls off of him and sits up, looking down at his flushed face and quivering body. "You're such a good little slut," she purrs, running her fingers through his hair. "I think I might keep you."

Brittney laughs softly at his eagerness and leans down to press her lips against his forehead. "Be a good boy now," she whispers, stroking his cheek gently before standing up and straightening out her dress. "We'll talk about this later." She picks up her things and heads for the door, giving him one last look over her shoulder before stepping out into the hallway.

Without warning, she grabs his head and forces it down onto her lap. "Suck on this," she says sternly, pushing her penis against his lips. She's surprisingly forceful for someone so feminine--but then again, she's used to being in control. Anna hesitates for a moment before opening his mouth wide and taking her penis inside. It feels strange and warm at first, but soon he begins to explore it with his tongue, exploring every inch of flesh.

Brittney moans softly as she feels his warm mouth envelop her penis. She begins thrusting it in and out of his mouth slowly at first, but gradually picks up speed. Her hand reaches around to massage the back of his head, urging him to take more of her cock deeper into his throat. "That's it," she purrs, a devilish grin playing across her lips. "Suck it like you mean it."