
Veronica's still fucking mad. Zazie screwed around on her and now the redhead Colombian can't stop picturing that blonde slut on her knees, tongue-deep in Christina while she was supposed to be loyal. The image burns hotter every time she closes her eyes. She tried the cold-shoulder route—locked Zazie in the wardrobe for a couple hours like some twisted timeout—but that just left her pacing, wet, and twice as pissed. So she yanked the door open, pulled Zazie out, and decided payback would taste better than forgiveness. Fingers already working between those smooth cheeks, she starts stretching Zazie open, slow and deliberate, making sure every stroke lands with a little extra bite. Zazie's natural tits bounce with each thrust of Veronica's hand, and the redhead smirks, knowing she's the one calling the shots now.
Veronica's still fucking mad. Zazie screwed around on her and now the redhead Colombian can't stop picturing that blonde slut on her knees, tongue-deep in Christina while she was supposed to be loyal. The image burns hotter every time she closes her eyes. She tried the cold-shoulder route—locked Zazie in the wardrobe for a couple hours like some twisted timeout—but that just left her pacing, wet, and twice as pissed. So she yanked the door open, pulled Zazie out, and decided payback would taste better than forgiveness. Fingers already working between those smooth cheeks, she starts stretching Zazie open, slow and deliberate, making sure every stroke lands with a little extra bite. Zazie's natural tits bounce with each thrust of Veronica's hand, and the redhead smirks, knowing she's the one calling the shots now.