Suzanna loves Ju

Suzanna laid eyes on Ju and damn near forgot how to breathe. That girl was a straight-up knockout, black fur catching light like a loaded gun. Tight curves, ass begging for hands, and this look that said come and get it if you can. Suzanna took her sweet time watching that body move. Then she decided Ju needed real handling. She grabbed Ju by the hips, thumbed those soft ridges just above her tail, and bent the panther forward till her face was at the bed. Ju's slick, black cunt glistened between tight thighs. Suzanna spit right on it, thumbed the spit in, and fed two fingers slow and filthy till Ju's walls clenched and her clit throbbed. Suzanna chuckled, low and cocky, because every tremble told her exactly who owned that heat tonight. She curled her fingers, hit that sweet spot, and didn't stop till Ju was moaning and dripping down her wrist.