Zan asked as he moved back to the drawer to retrieve a few more goodies. “Excited,” Gia murmured low. She spoke the truth. Her bared pussy glistened with juices, the tissue engorged with blood. Zan’s cock was rock hard as he admired her from every angle. Shalla hovered nearby, and though he tracked her peripherally, Zan’s focus was on the woman he’d trapped for his pleasure. After taking a vial from the same dresser drawer, he rubbed oil between his hands to activate the pheromones before running them along her long legs. The intoxicating scent made his mouth water, but he moved slowly, thoroughly. Gia sighed and relaxed under his touch, even as her nipples tightened. Bent as she was, with her sex spread wide, his options were limitless. He couldn’t resist dragging his tongue through her parted folds, tasting the sweet cream her body yielded. Her honey flavor drove him half out of his mind and he dove in for more. “Suck my nipples,” Gia begged, and he lifted his head to see Shalla bend over to toy with her full breasts.
