Dared To be Fúcked Part 7

The masked man’s cock was thick, veins standing out as he stroked himself once, twice, standing over their trembling bodies. His presence filled the small room, heavier than the noise that went through the walls.

“On your back,” he ordered.

Lena obeyed instantly, sprawling across the couch, her legs still spread wide from Dora’s fingering. Her pussy was dripping, swollen, slick shining down her thighs.

The man pointed at Dora.

“Get between her legs. Lick her clean”

Dora didn’t hesitate she dropped down, sliding onto her knees on the carpet. Her hands spread Lena’s thighs wider, and then her tongue dragged slow from the base of her pussy all the way up to her swollen clit.

Lena jolted, gasping, her head falling back against the cushions.

“Oh God...”

The man smirked, watching Dora suck the slick straight from Lena’s folds, her mouth messy and wet.

“Good little slut. Don’t stop until she’s crying”

Dora moaned into Lena’s pussy, licking and sucking noisily, her tongue circling the clit before diving deep inside. Her face was shining, chin dripping as she worked, her nails digging into Lena’s thighs to hold her steady.

Lena squirmed, panting, her nipples hard and aching.

“It’s too much...”

A sharp slap landed across her breast. The masked man’s hand.

“Shut up. You’ll take it” he growled.

Lena whimpered, her hips bucking as Dora’s tongue flicked harder against her clit. Her moans grew higher, broken, desperate.

The man stepped closer, his cock brushing against Lena’s lips. He slapped it across her cheek, smearing pre-cum over her skin, before shoving it against her mouth.

“Open”

Her lips parted, and he pushed deep, filling her throat until she gagged. Her eyes watered, spit spilling down her chin, mixing with the mess Dora had left there.

“That’s it” he snarled, holding her hair tight.

“Choke on it while she eats your pussy”

Dora lapped harder, tongue pressing firm against Lena’s clit, sucking it deep into her mouth. The vibrations of her moans rolled straight through Lena’s body.

Pinned between them, Lena sobbed around the cock filling her throat, her whole body shaking. Every thrust of his hips forced her deeper onto him, while Dora’s mouth never stopped working between her thighs.

Her body was betraying her her pussy gushing fresh against Dora’s tongue, her throat clenching tight around the man’s cock.

He groaned, pulling back with a wet pop.

“Enough of that”

He yanked her off the couch by the hips, bending her over the armrest so her ass was up, pussy spread wide and glistening.

“Keep licking” he ordered Dora.

“I want her crying into your mouth while I fuck her”

Dora climbed onto the couch, burying her face straight back into Lena’s pussy from below, her tongue plunging deep while Lena’s ass was held high.

The masked man lined up his cock, spit once, and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Lena screamed, muffled by Dora’s tongue already filling her.

“Fuck yes” he snarled, gripping her hips tight.

“This hole is mine”

He pounded into her hard, each thrust shoving Dora’s face deeper into her pussy, slick spilling down her chin as she lapped greedily.

Lena couldn’t breathe every nerve was on fire, torn between Dora’s tongue and the masked man’s cock stretching her raw.

The couch shook under the force, wet sounds echoing louder than the music outside.

“Harder!” the man barked, slapping Lena’s ass until it burned red.

“Make her cum again!”

Dora moaned into Lena’s folds, sucking her clit harder while her own fingers worked furiously between her own legs. She was grinding on the couch, pussy dripping as much as Lena’s.

“Dirty fucking sluts” the masked man growled, his thrusts growing brutal.

“One eating, one taking cock both of you crying for more”

Lena’s voice broke into a sob as her body convulsed violently. Her orgasm ripped through her, pussy clamping down on his cock while soaking Dora’s face in gush after gush.

Dora moaned with her, swallowing down every drop, her tongue relentless even as she squirted herself, dripping down her own thighs.

The masked man groaned loud, his hips snapping faster, cock buried to the hilt.

“You’re gonna milk it out of me, slut”

One last thrust then he roared, spilling hot inside her, thick streams flooding her pussy until it overflowed, dripping down onto Dora’s tongue.

He held her there, grinding deep, forcing her to take it all.

When he finally pulled out, cum leaked out thick, sliding down Lena’s thighs straight into Dora’s waiting mouth. Dora licked it up, messy and eager, smearing it across her lips.

The masked man smirked, zipping his pants.

“Both of you stay right there I’m not finished.”