Mila obeyed immediately. She got on all fours right next to Joan. Joan looked at her with a hint of longingness while she looked at Joan with a mocking smile and wiggled her ass towards Aiden.
"Master, don't keep me waiting~"
"You're becoming brazen, Mila," Aiden chuckled, groping her ass.
"Hmph, I blame the master for it. You made me like this," Mila pouted.
"That… I did," Aiden said and grabbed Joan's hair and yanked her head back slightly. "What about you? Did I make you like this, too?"
"Ugh… yes, you did…"
Aiden barely managed to stifle a laugh. It seemed that the sex-dependent power of Joan was something. Otherwise, she would have never said such shameless words. At least, not to a man.
"Alright then, I should take responsibility for it, don't you think?"
Saying so, he positioned himself behind Joan and rubbed his thick cock against her dripping pussy. She gasped and shuddered at the feeling, which was a good thing because she wouldn't be able to move again for a while.
