Page 91 of With Love

“Atta girl, get in there.” I smack Sierra’s ass again and let her know that the same goes for her. I want to see a show and it better fucking be believable.

Eventually, we untie Alison from the bench and Reese and I sit back, watching the two of them put on the performance of their lives. They ate each other out, took turns playing with themselves until they squirted on one another and even licked each other’s assholes. We brought some toys out for them to use, too. At times, we would join in, sometimes fucking them, other times shoving our cocks down their throats until they nearly gagged to death.

They had just started fucking one another with a double sided dildo, taking turns sucking Reese’s cock, when his cell phone started ringing.

“Go,” Reese said, his phone in one hand, his other hand moving Sierra’s mouth up and down on his cock, over and over again. All of a sudden, he stops Sierra and throws her to the ground. He ends the call abruptly, standing and completely forgetting the spectacle before him.

“Owen used his ATM card yesterday morning.”

“Where?”

“Claysville.”

Ripping the dildo from their pussies, we drag the girls back into their cells, locking the doors behind them.

This time, we’re going to nail him. I can feel it.

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