Keith smirked, clearly savoring Viana's hesitation, her amusement glinting in her eyes. "Come on, grandma," she taunted, her voice laced with wicked pleasure. "If you want him, you'll have to show just how much of a good little slut you are." With a teasing smile, Keith leaned back onto the edge of the dining table, her legs spreading wider as she settled into the position, offering Viana an unspoken but undeniable invitation.
Meanwhile, Kevin shifted to the side, watching with growing anticipation. His eyes never left the scene before him, his recently spent cock beginning to stir once again,
Viana swallowed hard, her throat dry as she slowly sank to her knees in front of Keith. The tingling heat in her core was unbearable now, driving her forward even as her mind screamed at her to stop. But the allure of Kevin's touch, the promise of his big penis penetrating her vagina, was too much to resist. She needed him, and if this was what it took, she would do it.
