Page 25 of Ghosts of Halloween

“That’s Jacob’s ladder, princess. Five barbells on my cock. I’ll show you later, okay?”

“Fuck,” she moans, and her pussy flutters around me. I let out a laugh. She’s even more aroused now. “Is that… Does it hurt all the time? Or just at first?”

“Only one way to find out,” I say, pulling back and thrusting deep.

“Fuck!”

Harlow bucks against me, and I hiss, my body tensing.Whoa.I went too fast there. Need to pace myself. While they hurt her, the barbells cause me no pain. Far from it. I barely entered her, and I’m ready to come like a fucking teenager.

She squirms, trying to move, but I tighten my hold on her hips, forcing her to stop.

“Don’t. Fucking. Move,” I grind out through clenched teeth.

I blink away sweat. My body’s tight from the effort of not coming inside her right this second.

She feels so good, and I haven’t done this in so long. But fuck. I have standards. I promised I would fuck her good, and I will.

In a minute.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, her voice so breathy, my cock twitches hard inside her.

We both gasp, and I shake my head, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Mmgh. F-fuck. Stay still.”

“Are you…?” Harlow gasps, and next thing I know, she laughs. Fucking shaking. Laughing at me. “That’s okay,” she says after a moment, and I growl. Like I need her fucking comforting. “Take your time.”

“Shut up if you know what’s good for you,” I say, thrusting hard into her.

That stops her giggling. She moans softly, and I have to stop again.

God. The sounds she makes. Too fucking perfect.

We both breathe hard. When I open my eyes, I see Silas and Caden are back in the room, and Caden is rummaging in Harlow’s bag. I guess they left to get it. Silas throws a cushion on the floor. They are going to fuck right in front of us.

Good. A distraction.

“Hey,” I call out to them, pressing Harlow closer until we’re positively fused together. “You want her to watch?”

Caden grins and nods, and Silas narrows his eyes and reaches for his mask. Guess that’s a yes.

“Won’t you ask me if I want to watch?” she asks, trying to sound playful, but she’s so fucking breathless.

I thrust into her, getting another delicious whimper for my troubles, and grin. I’m back in control.

“Don’t have to ask,” I say, undoing her blindfold, my hips flush with her ass. “I know you want to watch. A dirty girl like you.”

She gasps softly, trying to turn her head to look at me, but I grip her hair and train her face forward, making her look at Caden and Silas. They have their masks on, and Caden is on all fours, his knees on the pillow.

Silas preps his asshole with one hand, the other wrapped around Caden’s hard cock. I just glimpse the piece of metal embedded in the head, and I wonder if Harlow sees it. She will later, that’s for sure. From up close.

Silas strokes Caden slowly, his fingers running over the piercings, and I lick my lips at the sight, the thought that Harlow might suck that pierced dick later doing me in.

My cock twitches inside her again, and what can I say? My friends are fucking hot. So into it, both hard and dripping.

A man would have to be a saint not to react, especially while he’s buried in the most perfect pussy in the world.

Harlow breathes faster, too, and her cunt squeezes me as she squirms, trying to get friction.

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