Bex was twirling the pretty switch blade between her fingers, as Red squirmed under Felina's hands.<br/>"Keep her still or this is going to be deeper than she wants." Bex threw her head back and laughed. Her black hair tumbling around her shoulders as the shining metal caught the sunlight.<br/><br/>The two women on the bed before her were her life, she trusted them with hers. They were her girls. Pulling the tee over her head, her breasts being coated in the warm sun that shone through the windows. Her panties framing her hips and accentuating her hourglass shape. Crawling up Red's body, her plump lips caressing her porcelain skin, the cold metal of the blade following her warm lips.<br/><br/>"Stop squirming......" Her words were cut short by the arrival of some clearly bad tempered bitch, dragging Palo with her.<br/><br/>"What the fuck? Palo, if you wanted to watch, all you had to do was ask!" Sarcasm dripping from her lips.<br/>Bex's body language changed instantly from predator to protector, standing sharply and placing herself between the two woman on the bed and the men holding the UZI's. Her breasts swaying slightly, the blade in her hand no match for the semi-automatic weapons pointed towards her and the occupants of the bed.