登入The second man moaned into Quin’s mouth because of the pressure of the movement of Simone’s hand up and down his cock, he finally pulled his mouth off of Quin's nipple with a wet smack and the resulting suction made Quin gasp. He did not even bother to look at Quin. Instead, his dark, half-closed eyes stared down at the floor where Simone’s hand went up and down his cock, coercing pre-cum out of him.A groan escaped his lips at the intensity of her hand job.He couldn’t help but notice that she was good at it."See that?" he rasped, his gravelly voice sounding harsh in the dimness of the booth. "The little slut wakes a hungry cock."Releasing Quin's hair and letting her head fall back to the cushioned surface, he reached down and grabbed a handful of Simone's hair near the roots. He pulled her up and Simone's scalp stung, but she managed to comply.He did not even give her time to get on her feet. He spun her around, and he pushed her forward, bending her almost double until her head
The First Man tore his lips from Simone's breast with an audible pop, his mouth wet from the contact. The breast he left behind was red and shiny from saliva, and it pulsed in the purple light. He did not look at the woman he had just mauled, his eyes moved upwards and locked onto Quin in the most threatening manner. Reaching out with a hand, he dug his fingers into Quin’s tender cheek, pushing her head against the soft velvet wall of the booth."Look at me," he growled in a guttural tone.Simone gave up behind the first man; the abuse she just went through had knocked out all feeling in her arms and legs. Unable to hold her own weight any more, she fell to the floor with a thud, her body folding in half. Lying there on her side, she started thrashing around in a series of uncontrollable spasms, tears streaming down her masked face in her sobs, but none of the men paid her the least bit of attention.The second man carelessly stepped over her convulsing body and stopped right in fron
The vibrating wand ripped away from Quin’s clit, wrenching it away with a violent jerk and leaving her sensitive nerve endings crying out in the cool air of the booth. Quin’s hips gave an involuntary jerk, her body demanding the friction that had suddenly been denied to her in the aftermath of her orgasm. Before she could get her breath back, the First Man roughly pulled back on the tresses of Simone’s hair, tearing her mouth away from his cock with a wet popping noise. The cobalt glass dildo, still clenched in Simone’s hand, slipped out of Quin’s cunt, leaving her clenching tightly around nothingness. Quin sagged against the velvet wall of the booth, her chest rising and falling rapidly, the restraint on her left wrist cutting into her skin as she hung limply, drenched in sweat in her crimson latex dress.The men did not even spare her a glance. They had shifted their focus entirely onto Simone, shifting the very center of the world of the booth. Simone sucked in a breath, her lip
The Second Man gave Quin no respect whatsoever and dug the wand hard into her body. The buzzing head drilled into her already puffy and slicked pussy with an inhuman intensity, causing a shudder of electricity to run through her body from head to toe. Her back arched as if to push herself away from the wall, the latex of her dress squeaking under the pressure. With her hand still pinned to the wall, she threw herself forward, trying to grab the lapel of his coat with the other one. However, the Second Man did not pay attention to her attempts and only put more pressure on her, crushing her delicate clitoris between his hands."You wanted to be loud, bitch," he snarled, his voice vibrating against her chest, "then do something about it."Before Quin could start screaming, the First Man turned his attention to Simone. He grabbed her hair by the roots and forced her head back. As a result, the woman stopped her rhythm and the glass dildo moved around inside Quin's pussy, interrupting
Heavy velvet curtains closed behind them, cutting the warehouse bass-thrums into distant, rhythmic pulsing sounds. Inside the booth was calm and smelled of leather and the fresh smell of alcohol wipes. At the center of the space, the opened polished mahogany chest stood illuminated by a spotlight. Quin stepped forward, her stilettos softly hitting the carpet as she looked at the toys inside the chest.Glass dildos of different sizes with internal spirals were nestled in black silk. A row of vibrating nipple clamps with silicone tips was coiling like snakes. Tangles of velvet-soft restraints in different shades of red and black waited to be used.Simone walked to Quin, her black lace dress rustling with each step. She reached out and touched the cool surface of the curved, blue glass dildo. "Cold," Simone mumbled, lifting the dildo in her hand. "But I bet it will warm up fast."Quin didn't say anything. She reached for one of the clamps with a silver control box and flipped the switch
Quin and Simone stood at the top of the grand staircase. The cool air of the foyer did not penetrate through the thin silk of her dress, however, the heat already clung to her. They had just arrived at the mask orgy circuit party, Simone's big contacts invited her to the party.Simone adjusted her mask and quivered slightly before letting her hand fall on her hip."You ready for this?" Simone's masked figure asked her. The domino mask was made of velvet, and the holes for the eyes were big enough to see through. Simone's masked gaze followed the violet streaks of the lights at the bottom of the staircase, where the air was heavy with the smell of expensive perfume, sweat, sex, and something else.Quin traced the edge of her own mask, made of fine gold and black lace filaments. It was reassuring to know that the rest of the night would not depend solely on who she was in real life. She smoothed the front of her dress, made of thin red latex, which left her back and the top of her thi
She typed the yes, deleted it, put her phone face-down on the desk, and spent the next two hours reading the first three chapters of her biology text with a fake focus. Every fourth sentence she'd realize she knew all these things. That was the problem she had with reading… she always knows these
Saturday arrived the way first Saturdays somewhere new always do, slowly, with a kind of spaciousness that weekdays never have.Quin woke before both her roommates, made coffee, and sat at her desk with her secret document open.She had written a lot in the past days and she has begun to wrap her h
She didn't bring it up the next morning.That was the practical thing, the careful thing, and Quin had always been both. She made coffee with the small machine she'd packed and sat at her desk while Mara slept peacefully like she had made peace with the world. Jade's bed was not empty. At some poin
“Hmmm…” the sound slipped into the room, soft but impossible to ignore. Quin Ashford shifted under her covers, eyes still closed; she was tired; she had just moved in today and she had gone through various administration processes. She needed sleep. Muffled moaning sounds drifted through the air o







