
Lara Bradford bangs on Anita Sharpe’s door, clueless about the shitstorm she’s about to walk into. Anita pops it open, sweet Southern drawl already spinning. Lara starts spilling the whole mess—Cindy’s disappearance, the lesbian angle—and Anita just lets her run her mouth until she slips up and admits she swings that way too. That’s all Anita needs to hear. She pours Lara a cup of her special tea and smiles while the girl chugs it. Seconds later Lara’s eyes glaze and the hallucinations hit. Anita cackles, thrilled she’s finally trapped the nosy bitch. Lara comes to in a writhing pile of missing women—blondes, brunettes, a redhead—all moaning and tangled. Anita lays out her grand plan while Lara struggles to focus. Then she unleashes the hungry horde, ordering the redhead to suck the power right out of Lara’s dripping cunt. Ms. Holloway dives in, tongue working hard, but Lara clamps down on the orgasm and flips the script, milking every drop of essence from the redhead instead. Anita snarls and sends in the blondes. Kenna James and August Ames take their turns, but Lara drains them both the same way, leaving them limp and leaking. One by one she works through the stack—Cindy Allen, Agent Klein, the rest—each girl shuddering and spent. At the end stands Anita, pale, naked, ready to finish the job herself. Question is, does she finally score that top-tier lesbian essence she’s plotted for, or does MANTIS crash the party and snatch the prize for their own Singular Lesbian World Domination?
Lara Bradford bangs on Anita Sharpe’s door, clueless about the shitstorm she’s about to walk into. Anita pops it open, sweet Southern drawl already spinning. Lara starts spilling the whole mess—Cindy’s disappearance, the lesbian angle—and Anita just lets her run her mouth until she slips up and admits she swings that way too. That’s all Anita needs to hear. She pours Lara a cup of her special tea and smiles while the girl chugs it. Seconds later Lara’s eyes glaze and the hallucinations hit. Anita cackles, thrilled she’s finally trapped the nosy bitch. Lara comes to in a writhing pile of missing women—blondes, brunettes, a redhead—all moaning and tangled. Anita lays out her grand plan while Lara struggles to focus. Then she unleashes the hungry horde, ordering the redhead to suck the power right out of Lara’s dripping cunt. Ms. Holloway dives in, tongue working hard, but Lara clamps down on the orgasm and flips the script, milking every drop of essence from the redhead instead. Anita snarls and sends in the blondes. Kenna James and August Ames take their turns, but Lara drains them both the same way, leaving them limp and leaking. One by one she works through the stack—Cindy Allen, Agent Klein, the rest—each girl shuddering and spent. At the end stands Anita, pale, naked, ready to finish the job herself. Question is, does she finally score that top-tier lesbian essence she’s plotted for, or does MANTIS crash the party and snatch the prize for their own Singular Lesbian World Domination?