Kim sat on Minne's other side, skin glowing under the low lights. She cupped one of Minne's small breasts, pinching the nipple through the lace with just enough pressure to make Minne gasp. "You're perfect, sweetie. So pretty when you cry for that cock. Relax that hole—let Evan claim it. You're our dirty little cum-hungry maid, and we're so proud of you."
The compliments and dirty words washed over Minne like a warm wave, easing the tension bit by bit. Her ass relaxed just a fraction, letting me push forward another inch. She cried out, a mix of agony and need, her tiny body shaking, but she pushed back against me, desperate to please.
"You're doing amazing, honey," Jasmine cooed, leaning down to kiss Minne's tear-streaked cheek. "Such a good girl taking that fat cock in your hole. We're all so proud—you're our perfect little anal princess."
