Watching Nancy and Harry passionately entangled with each other, Wendy nearby grew increasingly envious, her body burning with desire.
The little hole between her legs clenched rapidly, her juices gushing out like a spring. Even as she touched herself, she found no relief, only growing more unbearably aroused and consumed by lust.
"Mmhm!?~ It's so unbearable!??~ Ha!?~ Mmhm!?~ Ah!??~ I can't take it!~?~ I want it too!~?~ I really want it!?~~ I need it!~?~ I need to have sex!?~~ Ah!?~~ I can't stand it anymore!~?~ I want it!?~? Mmhm!?~ Mmmhm!?~~ It's killing me!?~ I'm dying!~?~ It's so unbearable!?~~ Unbearable!?~?"
Wendy was inherently kind and simple, lacking any cunning. Ever since meeting Nancy, she had been controlled and manipulated by her, obeying Nancy's every word like her shadow, never leaving her side.
Nancy was not only a lesbian but also had unique sexual preferences that might even be considered perverse by normal standards.
