Page 40 of A Foxy Little Christmas

“Daddy will take care of dinner,” the Fox told her gently. “I don’t like you using a knife. Now get your mouth around our boy’s cock. No coming, though, Pup.”

Of course not. That would be too easy.

Autumn’s mouth closed around his dick, and he let out a sigh of pleasure. Then his cheeks were parted, and a slicked-up finger entered his asshole.

He groaned. How the heck was he meant to stop himself from coming? He thought he’d rather take another spanking over this torture.

The Fox worked up to two fingers. And he knew just where to touch Brody to make his arousal grow as Autumn sucked his cock.

“That’s it, good job, Pup. Now, here is the plug.”

The Fox slid his fingers free of Brody’s ass before he started pushing the plug inside his ass.

Christ. It was freaking big.

Brody took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to relax. Autumn ran her tongue over the head of his cock before taking him deep into her mouth again.

Another moan escaped him. It was too much.

“Sir, I need to come.”

“You’re not to come, Pup. You’re being punished, remember?”

“I’d rather have another spanking.”

“Well, that’s not your decision to make, is it, Pup?”

Finally, the plug was seated inside, and he almost sighed in relief. The stretch was just on this side of burning, and he had to take a few deep breaths before he could slightly relax.

“Good boy. Is our girl treating you well?” The Fox reached between Brody’s legs to lightly play with his balls.

Brody sucked in a sharp breath. “Sir, please.”

“Please, what?” the Fox asked.

“I need to come. Please let me come.”

“Hmm,” the Fox said. “I don’t think you should be allowed to come. At least, not yet.”

Crap. That was what he was afraid of. At the sound of rustling, Brody looked over his shoulder to see the Fox stripping off.

“Bunny, move away from Brody’s dick for a moment and come here.”

Brody breathed a subtle sigh of relief at the reprieve. He’d been about to start counting sheep or something to keep himself under control.

Sure, you were meant to count sheep to put yourself to sleep. but surely it had to work when you were on the edge of blowing your load. Right?

Maybe.

“Good girl,” the Fox told her.

Brody turned his head again to see the two of them kissing. Darn. He loved watching them together. Autumn was now naked and he took in her bare body. Beautiful.

Then the Fox pulled back and looked over at him with a heated gaze. “Right, get your mouth back on our boy’s dick, Bunny.”

Autumn nodded eagerly. She loved sucking on their cocks.

The Fox moved to the chair. “Move your hands, Pup.”

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