Page 56 of Breaking Boston

"Kitchen," I mumble, trying to chew through my words.

She gets up and skips to the kitchen, the shirt raising and showing off her plump little ass cheeks, giving us a show.

She returns with another fruit roll-up, a devious look in her lustful blue eyes as she kneels in front of me. Lux stands behind her, hand down his pants, wrapped around his cock, waiting to see what she's about to do. Taking it upon herself, she pulls my sweats down, my boxers with them, letting my cock spring free, smacking against my lower stomach. She laughs, her eyes sparkling like glitter as she opens the rainbow colored snack and peels the film off of it.

"Even though I've been a naughty girl," she whispers, wrapping the fruit roll-up around my cock. "I can be a good girl for you too." She licks her lips, cradles my balls in one hand, and guides my dick to her mouth with the other.

"Fuck, Little Bird, you are definitely being a good girl right now," I groan in utter ecstasy as she rolls her lips down my cock, sealing them around the sticky coating.

Its a weird feeling, having a fucking fruit roll-up around my dick, but as she sucks and slurps on it, it feels like nothing I've ever felt before. As much as I want to lean my head back and close my eyes to enjoy it, I'm too fascinated, and I have to watch her. Her tongue swirls in circles, then licks up and down, turning the color of the fruit roll-up.

"Jesus, pretty girl," Lux moans, stroking his cock as he stands behind her. "I'm curious to see what you're going to eat off of my cock." She turns to look at him, massaging my balls as my cock throbs.

"Maybe I'll use some chocolate syrup," she teases, her voice dripping with desire. "Or maybe whipped cream." Lux's breath hitches as she continues to stroke and suck on me, the sensation almost too intense to handle.

As she takes me in deeper, her eyes lock with mine, and I can see the hunger and passion burning within them. I reach out and tangle my fingers in her hair, and she moans around me, sending shivers down my spine.

Lux moves closer, his hands trailing along her body, adding to the fire that's already consuming us. The kitchen is forgotten, the world outside of this room ceases to exist. All that matters is the three of us, lost in this moment of raw, unfiltered desire, and me with a fucking fruit roll-up stuck to my dick.

By the time the fruit roll-up is gone, I can feel a tingle begin in my toes and travel up my body. She takes me deeper down her throat, each piercing in my cock scraping against her insides.Pushing her head down, I thrust my hips, choking her as my cum spills down her throat. She doesn't gag this time. She swallows every drop, her tongue still gliding around my piercings as I fill her mouth with my hot, thick seed.

"Don't spill a fucking drop, Little Bird. Be a good girl and swallow everything I'm giving you," I demand, feeling her throat constricting around my dick as she swallows with me in her mouth. I grunt and groan through every delicious second, panting heavily as she slides me out of her mouth and licks the remnants of my cum off her lips.

"Did I do a good job, baby?" she asks, batting her lashes in a teasing manner.

"You did fuckingamazing, Boston." I nod, cupping her cheek, my thumb swiping across her bottom lip. Lux and I exchange a knowing look, completely enthralled by the woman sitting in front of us.

"Pretty girl, you always do a good job," Lux says, leaning in to kiss her as I stroke the side of her face. "But now it's my turn to tasteyou."

TWENTY-SIX

THE CUM-CUBES

LUX

While Boston and Donovan are in the bedroom, I sneak into the kitchen and open the freezer, taking out the ice cube tray filled with a frozen surprise I left a couple weeks ago. With a devious grin on my face, I take the tray to the bedroom, finding them both sprawled out on the bed, completely naked, waiting for me.

"What's that?" Boston asks, propping herself onto her elbows. Donovan just grins, knowing all about it.

"A special kind of ice I'm going to run all over your body," I tell her, cracking the tray so the cum-cubes pop loose. I drop my pants and kneel on the bed, taking a cube and running it over her lips. She licks them, giving me a curious look as she tries to figure out what it is. I push a cube into her mouth and rub another over her nipples, making them cold, hard, and perky.

"Suck on it, pretty girl. Let it melt on your tongue for me." I smile, watching her do exactly as I tell her without hesitation.

With Donovan beside her, he grabs a cube and continues to tease and torture her nipples while I take one and run it down her body, watching it melt against her fiery skin. She shudders, moaning as I move the cube lower, pushing it between herdripping pussy lips. She gasps, arching her back from the cold sensation.

"Lux," she says, swallowing the liquid as it melts in her mouth. "What's in those ice cubes?"

"Why don't you tell me?" I chuckle, pushing a cube into her pussy, watching my cum drip out as the heat from her cunt melts it.

"Did you really make ice cubes out of your cum?" her jaw drops, my cum dripping from her parted lips as more of it spreads all over her skin from each cube that melts on her body.

"I sure the fuck did." Sliding two fingers inside her, I push the melting cube of my cum deeper, feeling the icy liquid coating my fingers with each thrust.

"Wow," she moans, bucking her hips to chase my fingers as they probe her from within. I curl them, scraping my nails against the swollen bud inside of her, the one that makes her unravel before our eyes.

Covered in my cum, I admire every inch of her glowing skin, feeling her cunt grip my fingers as Donovan teases her nipples with his teeth.

"Merry Christmas to me," Boston moans again, clenching around my fingers even tighter.

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