เข้าสู่ระบบShannon's POV “Keep opening for me.” Her fingers finally wrapped around my neglected cock and stroked in perfect time with her brutal thrusts. The dual sensation shattered every thought I had. “Master… too deep… please…” I broke into fragments of words while she kept the relentless pace. “You don’t get to decide what’s too much, dear maid.” She replied like she wasn't stopping any time soon. I twisted my head to look at her. She was smirking, taller, more muscular, she was everything I craved. God, I love her. “You barged into my room earlier and begged on your knees for me to fuck you,” she continued, voice low and steady. “So take it like a good boy.” I could only nod. Without warning, she spun me around, dropped to her knees on the polished floor, and took my dick into her mouth. The sudden wet heat closed around my cock while her tongue pressed on the tip. She gathered her hair into a messy bun, then held the base of my shaft as she played with my two balls in h
Shannon's POV“Yes… yes… yes…” My tiny legs trembled as I clung to the polished pole like it alone can keep me upright. The black-and-pink French maid apron clung damp to my skin while the tiny black heels forced my arches high. Loren drove the thick silicone strap-on deeper with every thrust, the light-purple transparent length stretching my hole wider until the burn bloomed into pure heat. Sweat traced the shallow dip of my spine and slid lower. My pink cock slapped uselessly against my thighs because she refused to touch it and had ordered me never to dare.She let me cum willingly today. I should stay grateful, or the round ring would return on my balls.“Please… Master… please fuck me more.” The words tore out on a sharp moan.“You like this, right?” She leaned over me, soft breasts brushing my bare back as her lips brushed my ear. One hand gripped my waist; the other pinched a nipple hard enough to spark white behind my eyes.I am such a slut for older women. I would let Loren
Sasha's POV My eyes were rolling back, my hair was all over me, my skin was flushed, my nipples were totally wrecked, my mouth opened agape, tears of ecstasy dripped down the corner of my eyes, my thighs curled in the air, and still they were yet to finish with me.Their cocks dragged on the walls of my pussy at once, also rubbing against each other inside of me.“Give it to me, daddies.” I laugh lightly in my sex-drunk state. “I want it all.” They were both groaning shamelessly loud too, filling the room with noise from the three of us alongside the porn playing on the TV.Soon later, my butt cheeks were released, and my feet were placed back on the soft couch.Bastian spanked me again.“Arch your back and relax on me,” Dominic ordered, and I obeyed instantly. I had no choice; I wanted to cum so bad.Bastian began to fuck me faster with more energy and speed; Dominic remained without any movement but gathered my two boobs and began to suck the absolute madness out of me.Heat poole
Sasha's POVI crossed the short space with shaky legs and let him pull me down so I straddled his lap, facing him directly.“I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it.” I apologize, hoping to escape his punishment but also anticipating it.“No apologies, darling; you would have to show me what you've got.”I looked down at this thick cock; it was arching a little to the side, showcasing its veined skin. It was still hard and slick, slightly touching my belly button. I could smell the manly heat oozing out of him while Bastian stayed close behind me.My face was right above his, looking straight into his eyes. “Sit on it.” Dominic said, relaxing on his two palms under his head.I looked down at his dick, then at his face.He raised an eyebrow at me. “Do it.”I grabbed his dick, traced it to my coochie, and sank onto it slowly. The stretch pulled a broken moan from my throat. I was supposed to be loose from Bastian's brutal penetration, but Dominic's cock still found its way to stretch inside me.
Sasha’s POVI bobbed my head on Dominic’s cock with the same filthy hunger I used to pleasure myself alone in the dark. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes every time the thick curve pressed deeper.From the side of my vision, Bastian stood and stripped; when he freed himself, I felt my stomach drop.It was straight, long, and pale, the head already flushed a deep pink and leaking at the open tip. He stepped closer, and my free hand reached for him without thinking twice. My fingers could barely close around the girth, but I still stroked him in time with the wet sounds coming from the screen.Dominic’s hand slid into my hair and gripped the locks in his hands.He angled my head and pushed forward until my throat stretched around him. I gagged hard, the sound loud and broken. He held me there a second longer before letting me breathe, and he repeated the process again.“Focus,” he said quietly, brushing the tangled hair from my face.I switched, taking Bastian into my mouth while my
Sasha’s POVI slid off the desk on unsteady legs, the sundress slipped from my body and pooled at my feet. I stepped out of the fabric and sank to my hands and knees on the thick carpet. The collar sat warm and snug around my throat. Every small movement made the leather remind me it was there.*This is humiliating.* I closed my eyes for a second, heat rushing to my face.Dominic gave the leash a short, firm tug. My head lifted; both of them stared down at me. Bastian’s mouth curved in a slow, pleased smile. Dominic’s gaze stayed dark and steady, almost hungry.My eyes dropped their body, thick outlines strained against their trousers, hard and obvious. I swallowed, tongue pressing against the roof of my mouth.Dominic passed the end of the leash to Bastian. “Walk her.”Bastian took it and crouched so our faces were level. “You look good on your knees, collar on, already dripping again, Darling.” His fingers tipped my chin up. “Keep your head high. We’re only getting started.”He s







