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“Hey that’s not fair, she got to start first,” Darci pouted.
Bradley fisted a hand in her hair. “Then I guess you should stop talking and get to work.”
He pressed the head of his cock to her lips and she wrapped her mouth around it. He sank into her mouth until her eyes watered then set into a steady rhythm of fucking her mouth.
“Keep that toy moving, girls. I want to know that your cunts are well fucked by the time you get us off.”
Darci whimpered as she pushed her ass back, pushing the toy deeper into both of them.
It didn’t matter that they were in the center of the dungeon where everyone could watch them. All she was focused on was the woman behind her and the cock in her mouth.
Darci swirled her tongue around him, while he fucked her mouth. Since her hands were planted firmly on the floor, there was little she could do other than let him pump in and out of her while she sucked and licked and stared into his eyes.
After several minutes, she heard Peter laugh.
“I know you’re not holding back just so you can eat Darci’s pussy, Carrie. You know how to suck my cock.”
Darci giggled around Bradley and he thrust deeper into her throat. Carrie always was a little bit of a brat. She gagged and blew out through her nose as he pulled back a little only to slam into her again.
She saw the moment he reached the edge and she increased her suction and bobbed her head, fueling him on while Carrie wriggled behind her, twisting the toy in her pussy.
The first jet of cum hit the back of her throat and she gulped it down, loving the taste of him on her tongue. He gripped her hair, holding her head in place while he came, and she swallowed all of him. She beamed up at him when he pulled free.
They were playing beneath a suspension frame, but nearby was a leather couch with a large ottoman. Bradley jerked his head toward it, silently communicating something to Peter who pulled free of Carrie’s mouth much to her protest.
“Stand up ladies.” They stood, the toy falling to the floor as they did. Darci’s body was humming with the need to orgasm as the men picked up their rope and toys and tossed them haphazardly into toy bags.
Carrie pulled Darci into a naked hug and kissed her deeply. “I’m going to eat your cunt so good,” she whispered in her ear when she broke the kiss.
Darci blushed but then Bradley was beside her and he picked up her hand. “Let’s go over to the couch and finish this there.
At the sofa, he sat and stretched his legs out along the short side of the L shaped couch while Peter moved the ottoman in front of it.
“Come sit on my lap, pet,” Bradley said.
Darci settled between his outstretched legs and laid against his chest. His hands came around and cupped her breasts. “Spread your legs nice and wide baby. Let everyone see what’s mine.”
She blushed but let her legs fall open. He pulled one thigh so her leg fell off the side of the couch, making her feel even more open.
“Carrie, you know what to do.”
Carrie grinned wickedly and crawled onto the ottoman so that she was face to face with Darci’s spread pussy.
“Oh she’s so wet and ready for me, Master.”
“Good. Now get to work making her come while I fuck you from behind.”
Peter knelt up on the ottoman behind her and lined his cock up with Carrie’s entrance.
“Ooh she’s still got her butt plug in. I didn’t even notice until now.”
Bradley bit her neck as Carrie reached out and twisted the small toy. She cried out from the sensations coming from multiple locations. Then Carrie’s tongue slid up the length of her opening and she bucked but Bradley tightened his arms around her and held her.
“Still baby. You want to come don’t you?”
She nodded. Yes, Sir. Please.”
“I’m not the one eating your pussy baby, maybe you better ask Carrie.”
