Page 22 of Daddy Crush (Silver Fox Daddy)

The large and in charge female reached out and pinched the sub’s nostrils closed, her grin sinister. “Do you like everyone watching while you service him?”

The man on his knees in front of the jutting red erection whined, “Yes, Mistress. I want to show them all what a good little cock slave I am for you. For him.” He leaned forward, opening his mouth wide, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the tableau.

Duke’s eyes bore into me in steady expectation, and a raw, wild need passed between us. Leaning forward, he whispered in my ear, “Would you do that for me? Let me come in your mouth with everyone watching?”

Was he serious?

I couldn’t do such a thing, not yet. No matter how much the idea might excite me.

“Maybe someday,” I told him, hoping it would be enough and turning my attention back to the scene in front of us.

The sub on his knees had his tongue out now, making a show of swirling it around the cock head. His moans sounded as if he were in pain, but I noticed he was still erect.

His mistress reached out and took handfuls of his hair in her fists, shoving him forward onto the huge dick to plunge it to the back of her slave’s throat.

The man on his knees emitted a tortured groan, swallowing as much of the enormous shaft as he could, his mouth stretched wide open as he moved, taking all of it down his throat. The sounds of wet sucking were audible all around us, and my eyes were glued to the scene.

On either side of us, I sensed other observers growing aroused; couples were peeling off one at a time to find their own play area.

It was hard for the man receiving the blow job to push the words past his lips, but he addressed the mistress. “Fuck! He is such a good little cock slut, isn’t he?”

“Do you love feeling him suck your hard dick?” she asked, lifting a small riding crop from a side table while the man answered her question as he fucked harder into the sub’s throat, holding the back of his head so there was no escaping his pistoning thrusts.

“Hell yes. It feels amazing.” His groans sounded tortured now, and he addressed the man on his knees in front of him. “You like that, don’t you? Of course, you do.” He somehow thrust his hips and talked while petting the sub’s hair.

Duke leaned over to make a rough-voiced request, which tickled my ear. “Are you ready to do that for your daddy? Are you going to be his good girl tonight?”

Oh my. I was practically salivating to have his cock in my mouth and couldn’t wait for him to fuck my bare pussy again like he did last night. We’d hardly slept the whole night through, and it was oh so worth it.

“Yes, Daddy. I want you to come in my mouth so I can taste you.” Watching the scene was such a turn-on, and Duke’s nearness made my senses spin.

By now, the mistress had painted red stripes across her sub’s bare ass, and he didn’t seem to mind much. “Good boy,” she purred, cupping his jaw in her hand. “You love sucking cock, don’t you? And you love swallowing cum.” On that note, she tapped at the tip of his agonizingly hard penis. Five times. Her sub did not object but grunted his obedience when she told him, “You’re going to drink it down like a cherry limeade on a hot summer day, and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop like a good little slut.”

The man standing over him thrust forward with a forceful intensity, as if he were trying to pierce the other man’s abdomen with the tip of his dick. He grabbed his hair in his fists and drove himself further, his breathing growing heavier. The sub’s mouth opened and closed in a desperate attempt for air, saliva dripping from his chin, and the loud, wet smacking of his mouth being fucked filled the room.

The mistress looked on approvingly at her obedient sub while Duke and I watched with a mix of awe and arousal. It was unbelievably hot. The man above moaned louder as he reached the peak of pleasure, and he held on to the back of the sub’s head with both hands. His lover continued to suck obediently until he emitted a guttural scream that echoed off the walls. “Here it comes. Take it!” he exclaimed, crying out as every one of his muscles flexed, and he stood on his toes, aiming his cum down the other man’s throat.

Unbelievably, the mistress inserted herself, still giving orders. “You did such a good job for me, slut. But don’t think that means you get to come. No touching yourself, either.”

“Yes, Mistress. I love sucking cock for you, but it makes me need to fuck and be fucked so badly,” her sub moaned.

“I’ll think about it. But you haven’t earned your reward just yet.”

Watching the three of them had been like being in a trance, and now that it was over, the was spell broken. Because I didn’t know anyone here, I didn’t feel the least bit self-conscious about it. And I had my daddy to serve as my bodyguard. But now, I just felt too horny to be out in public.

I studied Duke’s chiseled, tanned face and asked, “Now what?”

“What do you want, Clover?” he asked, and I felt a curious swooping pull at my innards.

He was so handsome in the club lighting that I felt my heartbeat in my ears. His nearness comforted me, and I said, “I wanna get under a table somewhere and make it hard for you to talk.”

“Oh, fuck, Clover. That mouth of yours is going to be the death of me. I guess that turned you on a bit?”

He was running his thumb deliciously up and down my palm, sending shivers through my entire body, and I felt as desperate as that sub on his knees, needing his cock in my mouth before I became his personal porn star right there in front of God and everybody.

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