Depraved Desires Unleashed
Part 8
As the room's air thickened with anticipation, Rosalie and Isabella's gazes locked, their eyes burning with a fierce, unquenchable lust. The men, Edward and Emmett, slowed their pace, their eyes fixed on the women as they began to move towards each other. The air was electric with tension as Rosalie and Isabella started to kiss, their tongues dancing in a sensual, erotic rhythm. Their lips parted, and Rosalie's hands roamed Isabella's body, caressing her curves as Isabella's eyes fluttered closed. Rosalie's fingers slipped between Isabella's thighs, and she let out a soft gasp as she found her wet and ready. Isabella's eyes snapped open, and she locked gazes with Rosalie, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mommy, I want you." Rosalie's smile was wicked as she pushed Isabella onto her back, her body straddling Isabella's. The two women began to scissor each other, their bodies entwined as they moved in perfect sync. Edward and Emmett watched, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding before them, their hands stroking their cocks in time with the women's movements. "Look at them, Emmett," Edward growled, his voice husky with desire. "They're fucking each other, and it's so damn hot." Emmett grunted in agreement, his eyes fixed on Rosalie's ass as she rode Isabella. "Yeah, and Rosalie's taking control, just like a good little mommy." The men's words grew dirtier, their language laced with a vile intensity as they watched the women. "I want to cum all over them," Edward said, his voice trembling with anticipation. "Me too," Emmett replied, his eyes fixed on Isabella's face. "I want to see my cum dripping off her skin." As the women continued to move in perfect sync, Edward and Emmett's hands stroked their cocks faster, their breathing growing ragged. "I'm going to cum," Edward warned, his voice barely above a whisper. "Me too," Emmett replied, his eyes flashing with excitement. The men groaned in unison, their cocks erupting as they jerked off. Cum splattered across Rosalie and Isabella's bodies, covering their thighs and stomachs in a sticky, white mess. The women didn't stop, their movements growing more frenzied as they chased their own orgasms. Isabella's voice was a husky whisper, her words laced with submission. "Mommy, please make me cum." Rosalie's smile was wicked as she leaned down, her lips brushing against Isabella's ear. "You're going to cum, baby, and you're going to take it from me." As Rosalie's body moved faster, Isabella's eyes flashed with excitement, her voice a mere whisper. "Mommy, I'm cumming." The room was filled with the sound of their pleasure, a cacophony of moans and gasps as they reached their climax. The women's bodies were slick with sweat, their skin glistening with a sheen of cum as they finally slowed to a stop. Rosalie leaned back, her chest heaving with exertion, as Isabella gazed up at her with adoration. "Thank you, Mommy," Isabella whispered, her voice barely audible. Rosalie's smile was warm, her eyes filled with a fierce, maternal love. "Anytime, baby."