Jessica's face flushes with anger and embarrassment as she hears his words, but she can't deny the desire pulsing through her body. She slowly lowers herself onto his cock, her eyes locked on Vicki's face as she takes him inside her. The sensation is intense, making her gasp and arch her back involuntarily. With each thrust, David's words echo in her mind, a taunt that only serves to fuel her anger and hurt even more.

As Jessica begins to ride David, Vicki watches helplessly, unable to do anything but endure the pain of seeing them together like this. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she thinks about how things were before, when they were all so happy and close. Now it feels like everything is falling apart around them, torn apart by their own desires and actions.

Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into the tender flesh of her palms as she tries to fight back the tears and the overwhelming sense of loss that engulfs her. She knows they can't go on like this; something needs to change, but for now all she can do is watch and hope that somehow things will get better... that they can find their way back to each other.

"I'm sorry, Jessica," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their labored breathing and the slapping of skin against skin. "I never meant for this to happen... I love you, too." Her eyes plead with Jessica to understand, to forgive her for what they've done. But all she sees is hurt and anger in her sister's expression, making it clear that nothing will ever be the same again.

Her breath catches as their lips meet in a slow, tender kiss. It starts off gentle but soon deepens, becoming fierce and demanding. Her body responds instantly to his touch, her hips moving restlessly against his as she tries to get closer to him.

As the kiss ends, they break apart, panting heavily. Vicky looks into Wesley's eyes, searching for any signs of regret or doubt but finds only desire and want mirrored back at her. Taking a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Okay,"

She stands up quickly, still dizzy from the intensity of the moment. "Y-yeah, okay," she stammers, nodding in agreement. She grabs her purse off the floor, rummaging through it until she found her phone. A quick tap of her finger and the car service was ordered. They'll be at the hotel in minutes.

She looked at him, her eyes filled with lust and something else deeper. "Let's go, I want you all to yourself." As they leave the theater, the cool night air hits her like a slap in the face.

I can barely process your words as ecstasy overtakes me, but the thought that I'm exceeding your expectations sends a surge of pride and confidence through me. With my friends adding their touches to heighten my pleasure, I feel more alive than I ever have before, lost in the throes of passion and overwhelmed by the intensity of this shared experience.

My body still trembles with aftershocks of pleasure as Jessica and her friend continue to caress my skin, their touch sending sparks of electricity through every nerve ending.

Vicki laughs softly, shaking her head. "They're my friends, sure, but you don't strike me as the type to blend in easily with a group. It seems like you prefer doing your own thing most of the time. Am I wrong?" She tilts her head curiously, studying Silver 's face for any hint of agreement or disagreement.

His words make her heart skip a beat as realization dawns on her face. "Oh... yes, that's right! You know Belle? We are related... sort of." Her cheeks flush brightly at the mention of it, not sure why she feels self-conscious about being associated with him in any way.

"So, Silver," she says, trying to change the subject and regain her composure, "tell me more about these games you play. Do you have a favorite one or something?"

"Let go of me!" Vicky cries out, struggling against him. She tries to kick him in the shins or groin, but he's too strong for her. He continues pushing his hips forward, penetrating deeper into her ass.

"Ow! Stop it!" she yells, tears forming in her eyes from both pain and anger. "This isn't what I want!"

Her breath comes in short gasps as he begins to thrust harder. Vicky tries to push him away, but it's no use; his strength is overwhelming. Tears flow freely down her cheeks now, and she bites her lip to keep from crying out any louder.

"Please..."

she whispers between sobs, "stop...it hurts..."

she whispers hoarsely, urging her sister over the edge. With a sharp cry of release, Eva's body tenses and convulses around Vicky's fingers as she comes hard, her juices coating Vicky's hand and spilling down between their bodies.

Their lips meet in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling as they share the taste of each other on their skin. For a moment, they lie together panting, savoring the afterglow of their shared passion.

"That was... incredible," Vicky whispers, her voice still shaky from emotion and desire. She traces the curve of Eva's jaw with her fingers, feeling a rush of tenderness for her sister that she didn't know was possible.

Eva smiles up at her, their eyes locking. "We should do that again sometime," she says quietly, running her hand through Vicky's hair. The words are almost a question, but the look in Eva's eyes tells her everything she needs to know.