CumShorts: Unholy Dirty Desires のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 35

AceI stood there for a long minute, cock already hardening in my pants as I watched. Linda’s tongue flicked rapidly over Mom’s clit. Mom moaned loudly into Linda’s pussy, her hands gripping Linda’s ass.“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.Linda lifted her head first, probably to shift positions. Her eyes met mine. She gasped sharply.“Mom—Ace!” she cried out.Mom’s head jerked up too, her lips were shiny, face flushed. Both of them stared at me, bodies still tangled, stunned into silence for a long beat. Linda scrambled to sit up, trying to cover herself with her hands, but it was useless. Mom stayed on her back for a second longer, breathing hard, eyes wide but not exactly panicked.I crossed my arms, my cock straining against my jeans as I stared at their naked, flushed bodies. “Don’t stop on my account. You two look like you’re having fun.”Linda’s face burned red. She pushed her hair back, chest heaving. “Ace… this isn’t… I mean, we didn’t plan this. It just happened. After you

CharlesI swing my legs out of bed and stand. The night shorts cling to my skin, cold and sticky. I peel them off, ball them up, and walk straight to the bathroom. The dream still sits behind my eyes. Her voice saying “not yet.” The exact weight of her on my chest. The way her cunt gripped me when she bottomed out.I turn the shower on hot and step under the spray. Water runs down my back. I soap myself clean and try to think about the morning meeting instead. The numbers on the quarterly report. The client call at ten. Anything else.Her palm lands on the back of my neck again. Twack. Heat across my ass. I scrub harder.I shut the water off, dry myself, and dress for work. Shirt. Tie. Trousers. The ordinary armor. In the kitchen I make coffee and drink it standing at the counter. The apartment is quiet. Outside the window the city is already moving. I tell myself it was just a dream. Your mind do that sometimes. It means nothing.Her hips roll. The wet slap of skin. “Stay still, do no

CharlesHer permission hits every nerve in my body. I cum hard across the red sheets, pulsing in her fist while she milks every drop out of me. My arms pull against the cuffs. A long, broken groan tears out of my throat. The orgasm rips through me so intensely my vision spots for a second. When it finally fades I am left trembling, ass still in the air, cum cooling under me.She releases my cock and wipes her hand on my thigh, spreading the mess.“Good boy. You did good. Although, you still look a little proud and we will fix that.”She unclips the wrist cuffs and steps back. I stay on my knees, breathing hard, face burning with a mix of shame and leftover pleasure.“Get off the bed and crawl to me.”She walks to a low armchair in the corner and sits, legs parted. I drop to the floor. The chain drags under me as I crawl across the cool surface until I am between her knees. My own cum is still sticky on my stomach.“Mouth,” she says. “And keep your eyes on me while you work.”I lean in