Who's dominant?

Who’s dominant never comes up with Tera and Sindy. They both know the game, and they play it hard. Today the rules are simple: Tera takes charge and Sindy opens for whatever her mistress wants. Sindy’s blonde hair spills over the sheets as Tera pins her down, spreading those smooth thighs with one firm hand. The brunette pushes two fingers inside, slow and deep, while her mouth finds Sindy’s neck. Sindy moans, hips already rocking, happy to be used. Tera keeps her pinned, licking the sweat from her collarbone, whispering exactly what comes next. She trades fingers for a thick strap, pressing the blunt head against Sindy’s slick entrance, then sliding in with one steady thrust. Sindy gasps, then pushes back for more. Every stroke is deliberate—long, claiming pulls that make Sindy tremble. When Tera’s hand finds Sindy’s throat, the younger girl only sighs, eyes glassy with pleasure. Tera fucks her harder, the slap of skin sharp and wet, until Sindy’s voice cracks on a long, helpless moan. The blonde gives everything, the brunette takes it, and neither one is wondering who’s in charge.