Page 95 of Carnival Mayhem

Colt continues his assault on Flora, fucking her hard and rough. Her breath comes in short gasps as he takes her in a reclined reverse cowgirl position, her body moving in perfect harmony with his thrusts.

Leaning down, I trace Flora’s clit with my tongue, teasing her. Colt’s hands grip her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guides her motions. I reach down, palming Colt’s balls while my tongue edges Flora, feeling their weight in my hand. A groan escapes him when I massage them. And suddenly, Flora’s flying apart. Her body shudders violently, and her cunt floods his dick with her release. I drag my tongue from her clit, tracing lazy patterns on her inner thigh.

Colt’s hand tightens on her hip, his cock still buried deep inside her. His breath comes in harsh gasps, his body stiffening as he fights for control.

He tenses as my mouth hovers over his balls, hesitating for just a moment before I take one into my mouth, sucking gently.

“Fuck,” he groans.

I hum against him, savoring the way his hands tighten on Flora, holding her still as he fights for release. I take his other ball into my mouth, swirling my tongue.

“Nash, stop fucking about,” he pants.

“Fine, let me in her cunt while you take her tight little ass.”

Colt groans, and Flora lets out a whimper of protest as he withdraws.

I rock her bound, helpless form back toward his shoulders, just enough to release his length from her pussy. Making eye contact with him, I smirk, knowing what he’s thinking by his nod. My cock is throbbing, aching for release, and I stroke it gently as I position his head at her tight hole until his pierced cock slips in, easily coated with her release.

“Come on, little bird,” I murmur, meeting her gaze. “Take it all like our good girl.”

Her eyes spark with desire as I ease him inside her until he is buried fully into her ass. Giving her only a moment to adjust, I press my cock to her soaked cunt and slowly fill her until we have both fully disappeared into her depths.

A groan escapes me as her head rocks back against Colt’s chest, her lips parted as she savors the sensation.

“Fuck yes,” she moans, lips parting. “Please fuck me, both of you.”

Setting a torturous pace, we fuck her in deep, slow thrusts allowing her to adjust to the fullness. I use her thighs for leverage as Colt grasps both breasts firmly in his hands to do the same, giving us complete dominion over her.

Colt groans. “Such a good girl. Take his beautiful dick, every inch.”

We pick up the pace, bouncing her between us.

I palm her breasts as she moves, my thumbs flicking her right nipple as Colt’s hand grips her left breast to anchor her in place.

Her gaze falls to where our bodies join, her eyes dark with lust as she watches herself take me. Colt takes hold of her throat with his other hand, squeezing gently.

“Look at you, taking it like you were made for this,” he whispers, his thumb caressing her jaw. “Damn, you’re perfect.”

“More,” she pants. “Please.”

Colt chuckles, his thumb rubbing circles around her left nipple as he bites her shoulder.He releases his grip on Flora’s throat. “Ready to take it to the next level?”

Flora whimpers, her body tensing. “Yes,” she breathes.

“Relax, angel.” His voice is gentle but firm. “Let it happen.”

Flora bites her lip. She knows what to expect, and I can see the determination in her eyes.

Her inner walls flutter around my cock. Her eyes squeeze shut as we fuck her harder. “Good girl.”

Colt’s fingers dance over the sensitive flesh, teasing her nipples with pinches and strokes. I watch her face, her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent cry as we take her body. Her pussy clenches around me, her cries growing louder as her pleasure mounts.

“Feel good, baby?” I murmur, reaching up to play with her nipples.

She whimpers, her hips jerking.

She bites her lip, nodding slowly. “Please,” she begs.

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