Page 84 of Dollhouse

Now King is enjoying the gift too.

His hand kneads my left breast and rolls my nipple between his thumb and index finger.

I pull my head back and allow my tongue to circle his swollen tip, licking the bead of precum that has formed. I flick my tongue over his metal piercing and bite down on it, tugging it between my teeth.

He growls his response; I know he likes a little pain with his pleasure.

King slams his cock into my mouth and down my throat at the same time Rowen and Eli’s fingers slam knuckle deep into my aching pussy.

King keeps his dick down my throat, cutting off my air supply. Tears prickle my eyes as I begin gagging.

Can you imagine dying like this? Death by cock.

Man, what a way to go.

My air is restricted, my throat full of cock, and my pussy being eaten, and finger fucked with such a perfected rhythm. I am in heaven.

I’ve never felt more pleasure than I am experiencing right at this moment.

“You look perfect with my cock in your mouth and Eli eating your sweet cunt.” King groans, bucking his hips against my face while he fucks my mouth. I’m swallowing King’s dick while Eli is between mine and Rowen’s legs eating me like I am his last meal, and they both have fingers knuckle deep inside of me.

My next orgasm is quick, and only when my eyes start rolling back in pleasure and my body begins shaking does King pull back and allow me to suck in gulps of oxygen.

By the red stains on his perfect cock, I know my lipstick is likely smeared all over my face.

Good thing I wore waterproof mascara or else I’d have black streaks down my face with my tears.

King slips his stone cock back inside of my mouth just in time for his salty cum to shoot down my throat, which I swallow happily.

Eli sits down beside Rowen on the couch and frees his monster of a cock. He grabs me from Rowen’s lap by the hips and pulls me to his lap so I am straddling him.

With his bruising grip on my hips, he pulls me down, impaling me on his massive cock. A groan of relief leaves both of our lips at the same time.

My arms wrap around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair, as he begins to guide me up and down, bouncing me on his cock exactly how we both need.

It’s rough and quick and not about me at all.

He’s hate fucking me, and I’m too selfish to care.

Rowen kneels beside us, his dick already out and needing to be sucked. “Wrap those pretty lips around me, angel. Let me feel how good you can suck me.” He wipes the tears from my face. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you swallow my cum.”

I comply, taking him deep down my throat without a single complaint. It’s only a matter of minutes until the three of us are coming together.

Rowen fills my mouth, Eli fills my pussy, and I soak his cock in return.

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“I’m goingto go to the restroom and clean up.” I announce, pulling my dress into place to cover myself. I wipe underneath my eyes, while King wipes around my mouth to fix my smeared red lipstick.

He grabs handfuls of my ass, pulls my body against his, and steals the air from my lungs with his kiss. My lips part, and he takes that as an advantage to slip his tongue inside of my mouth and swirl it around. No doubt he can taste the saltiness that lingers from both his and Rowen’s cum, but he doesn’t seem to care. He sucks my tongue anyways.

King lets me go, and I gasp for air. “I want to play when we get home,” I say with a devious smirk, hoping he’ll restrain me again while he fucks me.

“Anything for you,” he promises.

Picking up my clutch from the table along with another shot of tequila, I raise the glass to my mouth and swallow another shot.

“I’ll go with you.” King takes my hand and intertwines our fingers together, leading us out of the VIP section and down the stairs through the crowd.

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