Em !!

Oh im fucking sick to my stomach. Chill

she kneads at trinity's plush tits, thumbing and pinching at rosy nipples til they harden into pretty peaks, licking and sucking at them til they're oversensitive. til every brush of her thumbs over them makes trinity whine and arch so beautifully, like she's trying to get away from the touch and push into it all the same.

her nails drag lightly over trinity's stomach to watch her shiver, palm settling over trinity pretty little cunt, cupping, cradling. trinity moans something unintelligible and pathetic, already so ruined, and baran's barely started. she's just playing with her girl, working her up, getting that pretty pussy soaked with glistening slick.

baran starts with light, gentle circles against trinity's swollen little clit, lips quirked in a satisfied grin as trinity's breathing picks up to panting, hips twitching up into the stimulation. baran just keeps circling, rubbing gently until trinity is begging, begging please, please, I'm being good! m'being good, please, I just— mmnhh, just fuck me already! please, please fuck me, please....

baran cooing, still petting that pretty clit, making no move to push her fingers inside trinity's clenching, fluttering hole. poor girl, so achy, so desperate for mommy to fill her up. baran sighs, feigns sympathy, shakes her head. oh, sweetheart, you are being good. you're being so, so good. but mommy's not done playing with her pretty little toy, hmm? noo, not yet. you're gonna cum just like this, baby, just like this. then I'll be such a nice mommy and fuck your pretty pussy, okay? be good, now.

trinity hiccuping and whining, grinding her hips up into the touch til she manages to cum, a weak little orgasm that only makes the ache in her cunt worse, only makes her even more desperate. she cries out in relief as baran finally pushes the tip of her middle finger against trinity's soft, wet hole, slowly sinking inside her aching little pussy, humming contentedly at the wet warmth surrounding her finger.

good, good, just breathe through it, just breathe... let me open you up good, sweetheart, so you can fit mommy's strap aaall the way in, okay? baran murmurs, stroking at trinity's wet walls, pumping and curling her finger. she adds another, pumps and curls for a few more minutes while trinity whimpers and whines like a wounded puppy. she presses in a third to watch trinity jerk and wail, cunt fluttering around her fingers, sucking them in, not wanting to let go.

baran keeps fucking her like that for a while, til trinity goes from tense and bucking to lax to tense again, jittery and moaning, breathy aahn—'s and mmnhh—'s floating out of her mouth with the constant pleasure of baran's expert touch. she's gooey again by the time baran fucking finally presses the tip of her strap against trinity's slick entrance, slowly, oh-so-slowly pressing inside.

all trinity can think, all she feels, is full. so pleasantly, deliciously full, her head empty as baran's hips meet hers, strap buried inside a pussy that's been aching for it all night. baran thrusts in slow, measured strokes that build up to something punishing, pounding deep and hard into trinity's eager cunt, pulling wails from her spit-slick lips. baran shoves two fingers in her mouth to get them wet, pulls them out and presses them firm to trinity's clit, and oh.

trinity nearly screams as she cums, soaking baran's strap, white-hot pleasure throbbing up her spine and through her limbs. she feels fucked stupid, brainless, as baran thrusts deep inside one last time, groans like she's cumming— and trinity groggily realizes that she is. fuck.

emma's feet being placed in stirrups, panting and whimpering quietly as dana spreads open her pussy with gloved fingers, tracing an index along her drooling slit. looking so healthy, baby. so wet... gonna check internally, shh, shh, just relax... deep breaths, open up for me... dana croons, as she eases her middle finger inside emma's warm, wet cunt, curling and petting gently at her walls until she finds her g-spot, rubbing against it til emma's biting her lip to muffle whines, hiccuping quietly, thighs twitching.

masc trinity wearing isa’s crazy mommy’s little meatball shirt (baran thinks it’s tacky)

baran who watched trinity get played over and over by garcia for months and seriously couldn’t stand it, but what was she gonna do? trinity didnt know baran like that and it wasn’t interfering work, it wasn’t her place to say anything.

her time to shine came when she over heard trinity and victoria talking about it one day while they were charting. trinity, looking beautifully down cast, admitting to victoria i feel like such a loser, ive been double texting and still nothing. she walks right by me any time i see her around here.

baran swipes in and leans over the counter with a smirk and tells her that’s a shame, you’re too beautiful to let someone pull you around like that and walks off with a pat to the desk and a wink, leaving victoria and trinity completely speechless.