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"Don't you understand yet Edna: You and I are Samuel's now! Now clean his cock," Joan ordered, thrusting Edna's face into Samuel's crotch. "Go on, that's the cock you've been wanting isn't it?" Edna was on Samuel's cock like a leech sucking blood from the body of its host. She felt her wife's hand on the back of her head, forcing her mouth further down Ira's cock. Her tongue darted out, running along his balls tasting her wife's juices that coated them. Gagging loudly as Joan forced Samuel's cock deeper down her throat. Saliva trailed after her when she was allowed to ease off his softening rod. "See it doesn't feel good having something forced down your throat, now does it?" Joan asked, remembering the times Edna used to shove his cock down her throat when she used to be a man. "N-no," Edna said weakly, trying to gather breath. "Remember that when you try to force someone," Joan said sternly, placing her hands on her hips as she stared down at her. "I understand," Edna nodded weakly,