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Shifting our bodies, Sire whips me around like a doll. He flips us, sitting up, and making me ride him while I wrap my legs around his waist.
We love this position. He can kiss me while he fucks me like this. It almost makes our heights even.
Our lips touch as he taunts, “What’s our fantasy, Angel? Say it.”
“I…” I glance at Silas, hard and waiting for us. “I… I… I want... Uh…”
Seriously? I find a filter now?
Now that it’s right there and hot and hard, and I can’t even blurt?
Sire grins, nipping at my stammering lips. “You want to watch me suck a hard dick for you, Angel? Is that what you want while I fuck you, too? You want to see a cock in my mouth while you come on mine, don’t you, dirty girl?”
There’s erotic…
And then there’s ecstasy.
That’s what this is.
Ecstasy … with my lips so close to my husband’s sexy face, his breath steaming with mine.
“Silas,” he beckons him, and Silas joins us, kneeling beside us.
Turning his head, I moan at the sight of my hot husband, at Sire’s menacing facial ink, those gorgeous eyes, and thoseluscious, devilish lips with tickling whiskers, parting to suck a huge dick. It’s the hottest I’ve ever seen as a man’s hard cock slides into my husband’s open, moaning mouth.
“Fuucckk, Pastor.”Silas throws his head back. “Fuck yeah, your mouth is heaven. Goddamn, you can suck dick. So good. So fucking good.”
“Mmm,” Sire moans with a cock pumping into his mouth, making my pussy clench around his.
I tremble, watching, marveling at how he relaxes his chiseled jaw, taking as much dick as he can into his throat, his gag, not stopping him.
No, he pulls away, only to throat the cock again, but this time his gag turns into a skilledgluck. His throat opens. His eyelids flutter. He wants a dick, deep in his throat. I can see it.
“Oh my God.” Lust explodes through me. I circle my hips, grinding my excited clit around Sire’s thick base. “Yes, Pastor, that’s so hot. Suck his cock. Let me help you.”
He lifts off Silas’s dick.
Sire kisses me before our tongues meet, licking and lapping together over the swollen cock between our lips.
We kiss and touch our tongues over the dripping slit, salty precum filling our mouths, our aroused breaths merged, our bodies fused. It’s so erotic. Intimate. Trusting and honest.
Sire is showing me everything. Sharing everything. Giving me everything.
“Put it in your mouth, Angel,” Sire commands. “Let’s suck his cock together while you come on mine.”
I am.
I will.
Tentatively, I open my mouth for another man’s cock. With my husband watching. With his permission. With his lips steaming by mine, stretched over a swollen shaft.Oh my God.
“Such a good girl,” Sire praises. “That’s it. Suck his cock for me. Let’s make him come together because my men get you next.”
The pleasure overwhelms. Flooding my senses. I don’t even need to rub my clit, my lust takes over. Sire pinches my nipples. “That’s it, Angel. Such a good girl taking all the cocks you want. Come on. Do it.”
With another man’s dick in my mouth and my husband’s cock, stretching my wet pussy, I come. I scream, shaking, my cunt clenching hard with my orgasm muffled by the mass in my mouth.
“That’s it.” Sire kisses my neck, pulse after pulse, shaking my body. “Keep coming on my dick while you watch me make him come in my mouth.”
