Page 49 of The Ties That Bind
“Da.”
Sir whispered, “Take the phallus and stroke it.”
She picked it up from the nightstand and stroked the length of it with one hand. Rytsar’s manly groan filled the room.
It was like magic, being able to bring him pleasure thousands of miles away.
Sir told Rytsar that he was positioning her against the bed. Sir had Brie press her thighs against the edge. Laying a pillow on the bed to support her torso, Sir instructed her to bend over and lay her chest on the pillow while still holding the dildo with both hands.
He then grabbed a towel from the bathroom and carefully placed it under her feet. Brie bit her lip, excited by the fact he was preparing to make her gush with come.
Laying her torso against the pillow, she grasped the phallus tightly in her hands. She was rewarded with Rytsar’s groan of pleasure.
When she kissed the tip of it, he growled and commanded, “Suck me,radost moya.”
Brie wrapped her lips around the head of the shaft and began sucking.
“I can feel the pressure of your mouth,” he said huskily.
Curious as to just how much he could feel, she swirled her tongue around the hood of the dildo.”
“Blyad…” he groaned in appreciation.
Realizing how sensitive the instrument was, Brie slowly took the length of it down her throat. Hearing his low grunts of appreciation made her pussy even wetter.
Sir took advantage of it, slipping his rigid shaft into her. “Fuck, she’s hot.”
“I can imagine,” Rytsar replied lustfully.
Lying against the bed in the dark, Brie imagined Rytsar was physically there with them, playing out the scene. She continued to deep throat the shaft while Sir pushed the full length of his cock into her. He changed the angle of his thrusts to ensure the head of his cock rubbed against her G-spot.
Brie pressed her teeth into the shaft around the ridge of the cock and heard Rytsar suck in his breath. “Do you like that?”
“Da…” he growled hoarsely.
While Brie concentrated on providing Rytsar with the best blowjob of his life, Sir was equally set on making her gush. Her pussy was already super wet, making a delightfully juicy sound every time he thrust into her. Even Rytsar could hear it.
“Is she close,moy droog?”
“Yes,” he answered, smacking her on the ass.
It was true. Each stroke of his cock was bringing her closer to orgasm. It didn’t take long before she was whimpering in need as she sucked on Rytsar’s shaft.
The Russian let out a low chuckle. “I can feel that.”
It was exhilarating to have this intimate connection with him after being apart for so long. She deep throated the shaft again, making little up and down movements to tighten her throat around the phallus.
His guttural cry of pleasure sent her over the edge and her pussy contracted powerfully as a gush of wetness covered Sir’s cock.
“She’s coming hard,” he informed Rytsar. Sir remained still as her inner muscles squeezed his shaft in rhythmic waves of pleasure.
“Put me inside,” Rytsar ordered through gritted teeth.
Sir immediately pulled out and Brie slipped the phallus into her wet pussy as the last pulses of her orgasm caressed it. Hearing Rytsar groan as he came caused her pussy to contract tightly around the toy, intensifying the experience for both of them.
She pulled out the dildo and licked the head of the shaft, murmuring, “My come tastes like sweet water, Rytsar.”
Sir let out a lustful growl, filling her with his cock in a solid thrust. Leaning down he growled, “I’m going to make you come even harder.”
