“Spit.”
There’s no hesitation for the command to be completed.
“More.”
Bigger globs of slobber cascade along his ass cheeks towards the area I need them most, an action that allows me to smear the dribble back and forth.
Roll it around in circles.
Plunge the tips of my index and middle just a tad deeper.
“Fuck.Fuck.Fuck,” escapes past his gritted teeth only to be followed by a sharp slap sound to Rabbit’s back end. “Be a good girl for me and give Sir the lube.”
She swiftly reaches around to the other side of his leg before trying to throw her head back on an ecstasy filled moan from having him return to his feasting. Tugging it down to keep her where I want precedes me snarling, “Spit.”
And she does.
Like a ragdoll without any capabilities of her own, she completely surrenders her body to both of us.
She bucks backward to feed his ravenous appetite and crazedly twists her arm on frantic searches of the lube and damn near snaps her own neck to keep spitting on my fingers that are barely making enough progress to do anything other than piss me off.
My yanks of her precede spanks from him and those spanks lead to her squeezing.
Jerking.
Wordlessly begging for a moment of reprieve, she’s never going to find with us.
Because it’s not what she really wants.
Nipples hard enough to break windshields and eyes rolling back into her head tell us that even if her sentences never do.
The harder Rabbit rubs, the more Kipp clenches, and the more desperate I become to be balls deep, a groaned announcement I can’t stop myself from making. “Fuckkkkk, I want this ass.” Mindlessly, I drive the digits a bit deeper. “I wanna pound it.” More maniacal shoving occurs. “I wanna fucking tear it in two.” His tight muscles fight back against the intrusion, yet his legs begin to tremble in thrill. “I wanna fucking key my name into this shit, you filthy little fuck.” Curling the one finger I managed to successfully work inside is accompanied by me growling, “Fuck you ‘til you love it.”
An incoherent collection of grumbles ruthlessly flooding the air barely appears before a harshly barked, “The fucking lube, baby!”
“Such a greedy birthday brat,” I wolfishly mock in tandem with curling the appendage again. “You want me to blow my candle in you?” His entire body practically levitatesoff the mattress granting Rabbit the access she needs to find the tube. “Then clean up the frosting with our beautiful cum whore’s face?”
Feeling the muscles tremble around my finger gives me my answer, but I wanna hear the shit.
I’ve waited what feels like a fucking lifetime to hear those exact words.
“Tell me you fucking want it,” my demanding occurs around our woman squeezing the liquid into the area being tormented. “Tell me you fucking want me.”
“Fuck me, Sir,” The Kid needily whines over a faint buzzing sound somewhere in the background. “Fuck me like you love me.”
“I do love you,” thoughtlessly leaves my lips at the same time I remove my fingers from both of them to rip off my towel and lower myself onto the bed. “And you’re gonna fuckin’ remember that shit every time you fuckin’ move today, Kid.” Now properly positioned between his spread legs, I meet Rabbit’s hooded gaze. “Be a good little slut and get me ready.”
Cold, thick liquid being drizzled on my cock effortlessly leads to me letting my head dip backwards while groans of approval rattle my chest.
I absentmindedly rock into the sloppy stroking until Rabbit cups my balls commanding my attention back to hers.
Back to where our boyfriend is giving her ass similar treatment to what he received.
Watching him have her and her have a handful of me is enough on its own to make my nuts throb in agony, but seeing his toned legs tensed tight enough to bend a fucking tire ironwhile waiting for me to be buried inside him has them aching so hard I literally stop breathing.
“Keep the birthday brat busy,” I instruct during the relocating of her hand to his cock. “I wanna fucking watch him come while he makes both of us come.”
She eagerly resumes stroking before he can argue.