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“You like what you see, don't you?”
Yes. Yes she did. Beneath Zoey's navel, the finest hairs trailed down and down until shining wetness took over. Her clit was swollen, peeking out from the hood in-between the slightly puffy lips, and her pussy was utterly glistening. All from Mira's handiwork–
Mira.
Rumi snapped her line of sight to land on Mira, expecting to see her steaming over Zoey’s shoulder.
“Don't you?” Zoey asked again, and fuck, yes. Rumi liked what she saw very much; Mira lounging back, her robe thrown open and legs wide open as she touched herself all over. One hand massaged her breasts while the other slid in-between her thighs, thumb rubbing her clit, fingers sinking inside her cunt.
And oh, her darkening eyes were locked on Rumi.
“You're the birthday girl,” she sighed, “let us spoil you.”