Mimi’s POV. Ralph’s cock was already thick and heavy on my tongue when Raquel pushed two fingers into my dripping cunt from behind. I moaned around him, the sound wet and messy. He gripped my hair harder and shoved his cock deeper, forcing me to take more of it until my nose pressed against his stomach. “Fuck, look at her,” Raquel laughed, pumping her fingers harder. “She’s already soaked and we barely started the round.” The little black basket sat open on the nightstand, the last slip of paper we pulled out was still crumpled beside it. Whatever the hell we’d pulled, it had us here fast. Me on my knees, Ralph fucking my throat and Raquel’s fingers stretching me open like she owned me. Ralph pulled out just long enough for me to gasp. Spit ran down my chin and dripped onto my tits. He slapped his cock against my cheek once, then twice, smearing the mess across my skin and slammed his dick back in. “Take it. Deeper. You wanted to play dirty, remember?” I did. God, I did.
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