Ivy Wolfe and a second girl kneel on the geometric-patterned floor of a domed VR bedroom, bodies pressed close. Ivy takes the lead, mouth sliding down while the other girl steadies her, their bare skin and soft hair filling the fisheye frame. The mirrored walls double every angle as they trade him between their throats, wet and unhurried, the whole space bending around their rhythm.
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