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Author's Notes: chad dante arrives... dante is not a chad... i know.... trust me.... it hurts me every day....

Even as the lights flickered precariously above them, Lady and Trish continued their tryst. Dante was a fool, or at least pretended to be, but there was no denying how much they cherished him. He huffed as the two women's cunts slid along his drooling prick. It throbbed heavily between their folds as they mercilessly worked him over. Part of him ached for more, to feel either Lady or Trish's tight walls around him as the other oh-so-patiently waited her turn. Yet he was completely content to watch them scissor around his cock.

After all, who was willing to stop the two most badass women on the planet from doing what they wanted?