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Bel noticed Kat getting angry and decided to stop her before they'd had their fun. He pulled Chase over to him. "Now now, don't just leave me hanging here."
Bel stuck his fingers in Kat's clit, massaging it, using the pleasure to calm her down. Bel moved Chase's hands to his jeans, "The zipper got stuck, why don't you help me?" The zipper hadn't really stuck, but Bel was clever. Chase unzipped Bel's Jeans and threw the rest of his clothes to the floor. Seeing his cock, Chase grew excited. "Lets get started, shall we?" Chase said.
Bel could tell Chase was a whore, mostly by the way she skipped the foreplay and mounted herself on him faster than he'd thought she could.
"By the way, im seventeen." Chase said. "Does that change anything?"
Bel smiled a knowing grin, thinking of what she would face, her death. "Nothing at all." he repied.
Bel thrust into Chase, wanting her obliviousness to last until she finally realized what she was getting into. "Kat sit on my chest so my tongue can reach your valley." Bel said, using sexual imagery to his advantage.