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She’d forgotten he was still here, watching them.

Sloan’s hands grasped her hips from behind. “I’ve put it behind you. Just sit down.”

He guided her as she sat down. She felt the cushioned surface beneath her, then settled onto it. Sloan’s hands slid up her body, then stroked her hair back from her face.

The man in front of her released her breasts and Sloan’s hands cupped them in his place. She wrapped her hand around the big cock in front of her and drew it to her lips. She licked his shaft, then lapped her tongue over his tip.

“Your mouth feels good on me.”

Encouraged, she wrapped her lips around his cockhead then she took him into her mouth. She tightened around him and swirled her tongue over his tip again. Around and around. Then she slid forward, taking more of his shaft, solid, hard, its veins pulsing.

She pulled back and glided deep again. Opening her throat, she took him as deep as she could, satisfied by his groan of pleasure. His fingers stroked through her long hair as she moved up and down on him. She drew back, then swirled her hand around his exposed shaft while she sucked on his corona.

“Oh, man, that is heaven.” But he tightened his fingers in her hair and coiled it around his hand, then drew her face away from his cock. “Now I want to watch you suck Sloan’s cock.”

Sloan released her breasts and a moment later, the stranger took her hand from his cock and guided it away, then pressed it to Sloan’s cock. She wrapped her hand around it. Sloan stepped closer and she took the tip her mouth. As she swirled her tongue around his big cockhead, the stranger stroked her hair.

“His cock is so big I’m surprised you can get your mouth around it.”

She glided downward, taking Sloan deeper. His big cock was a challenge, but she opened and took him deep into her.

“Impressive. Stroke the rest of his cock with your hand.”

She swirled her hand around the thick shaft below her lips, then drew back, sucking him.

“Now both of us,” Sloan said.

As she glided her lips from Sloan’s erection, she felt another brush her lips. She felt for the other cock. Both cockheads were touching side by side. She wrapped her fingers around the stranger’s, then ran her tongue over one, then the other. She wrapped her lips around the stranger, and sucked, then released him and sucked Sloan’s bigger head. One, then the other, back and forth. The stranger’s slipped away and she licked the length of Sloan’s long shaft.

“God, that’s sexy,” the stranger said. “Now suck him deep, and keep sucking until he comes in your mouth.”

The sexy words sent electric thrills through her. She tightened her hand around Sloan’s thick shaft, then pulsed up and down on his cock, squeezing him in her mouth. Her hands glided under his balls and she caressed while bobbing up and down.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Sloan’s hand cupped her head as she sucked and squeezed him.

His balls tightened in her hand, and he erupted in her mouth with a groan. She continued to squeeze him in her mouth until he stroked her cheek, then drew away.

“I’d like a closer look at that little star of yours,” said the stranger.

She felt the stranger’s hands on her knees, and he drew them apart as he knelt in front of her. He grasped her hips and eased her forward on the stool until she perched on the edge. She felt his fingertip trace the outline of the star shape as he had earlier. Then she felt his breath on her stomach … and the tip of his tongue grazing the top edge of the star.

He moved lower. His fingers stroked along the sides of her folds and she felt his tongue dip into her then drag along her wet slit. Then he covered her, his hot mouth enveloping her. His tongue teased her clit. His fingers found her wetness and glided inside her.

She grabbed his shoulder. “Oh, that feels so good.”

He pulsed his fingers inside her and she tightened around him, but his fingers weren’t enough. She wanted his cock. Then he sucked on her clit and bursts of light bounced around inside her head as pleasure spiked.

He sucked again and she moaned, an orgasm washing over her. His tongue continued to swirl over her sensitive nub, prolonging the pleasure.

Finally, he drew away and she gasped for air.

“Oh, please, fuck me.”

“I told you she’s a dirty girl,” Sloan said. He took her free hand and clamped the handcuff around i

t again. “Stand up.”

“Who do you want to fuck you, Janine?” the stranger asked.


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