C17 Can't You be a Little Younger

The elevator was full of light, and the young girl in the mirror was being held by Yates like a baby. Her legs were crossed in front of her chest, revealing the private part between them. There was a man's finger in the pink folds.

Yates wiped off a handful of slippery water and forced Frederica to open her mouth and lick. His fingers stirred in his mouth, deeper and deeper