Angela’s eyes fixed on the erotic scene unfolding in front of her, making her heat up.
She could see the pleasure etched on Melvin's face, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with each stimulation.
Her own hand slid under her panties.
Her fingers found her wet, swollen clit and began to rub it in circles with the lazy rhythm Genie used on Melvin.
Angela bit her lower lip, just breathing and panting as she watched his body respond to Genie’s ministrations.

Genie's movements became more deliberate.
Her hips began moving faster.
The phallus disappeared inside Melvin.
His room was filled with wet sucking sounds.
His hands clenched the sheets tightly.
His knuckles turned pale from such exertion, and his eyes were squeezed shut as if he were suppressing the pain of pleasure flowing through him.
The scent of excitement hung in the air, and the candles cast flickering shadows on their sweaty bodies.

Genie leaned down.
Her full, soft breasts pressed against...