"Master, I know you want your cock inside my pussy. I am sure my pussy is tighter and wetter than those two loose sluts," Ava purred, her words laced with vulgarity and confidence. She spread her legs, her fingers parting her pussy lips to give me a clear view of her glistening, wet entrance. "Look at my tight little pussy, Master. It's dripping for you, just begging for your cock."
Jenna, unable to contain herself any longer, retorted with a smirk, "Oh, please, Master. Don't listen to her. Her pussy is probably as loose as a used sock. My pussy is the one you really want. It's tight, wet, and ready for your cock." She spread her legs slightly, her fingers tracing the outline of her pussy through her damp panties. "Feel how wet I am, Master. My pussy is dripping just for you."
