“Oh, I will,” she purred, nails tracing Lena’s jaw—not cutting, just teasing—then down her throat, circling a nipple, watching it harden. “More,” Seraphina hissed, pointing both hands and twin forces hit: one stroking Lena’s clit, fast and relentless, the other fucking into her ass, tight and brutal. Sex video Seraphina’s crimson eyes narrowed, catching every jab, and a spark flared behind them. “What the—fuck—” Lena gasped, eyes wide, but her body betrayed her, left hand diving between her thighs, rubbing her pussy through her jeans, rough denim grinding against her clit. “Telekinesis, mind control—a taste of what you mock.” She snapped her fingers—crack—and Lena’s clothes vanished, shirt and jeans dissolving into black mist, leaving her naked, Chelsea boots thudding to the floor.
