Smack.
That earned her a smack and then a nibble to each ass cheek as her pussy clenched some more.
She tried moving her hands but couldn’t. The feel of the rope loose around her wrists tugged at her every time. She couldn’t touch Taylor or reach back and touch Kurt. They had her restrained and as she felt her heart race faster, Kurt thrust into her ass in one smooth stroke.
She thrust back and forth until Taylor pulled from her mouth. Her pussy swelled with need and she couldn’t finger herself or even reach her pussy.
She growled out.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Taylor asked, knowingly, as his eyes zeroed in on hers, reading them.
“Please,” she begged.
“You need my cock somewhere else?” he asked and she nodded her head as Kurt fucked her ass good and hard.
“Tell me where?” Taylor pushed, easing under her and brushing over her pussy lips, teasing her.
“Please, Taylor. Please.”
Smack.
“Oh,” she gasped as Kurt smacked her ass and made the sensations intensify.
“Tell him,” Kurt said.
“My pussy. I need your cock in my pussy. Now!” she added as she exhaled in annoyance.
Taylor smiled and Kurt shoved balls deep into h
er ass, lifting her hips.
“Why didn’t you just say so?” Taylor said. He slid underneath her and the ropes and in a flash she felt the tip of his cock at her pussy and she sunk down hard. All three of them moaned and that was it. Taylor and Kurt fucked her relentlessly until she came several times and felt like a sedated, limp noodle.
As they grunted and thrust then finally came inside of her she collapsed against Taylor’s chest.
She moaned from the pulling on the ropes.
“Slow down, baby. We’ve got you,” Kurt said, slipping out of her and then undoing the ropes. He kissed her right wrist and made sure she wasn’t marked and Taylor kissed her left wrist and then brought her arms up over his shoulders as he hugged her tight.
“I love you, baby. Always.” And he kissed her.
* * * *
“Where the hell is he? Why aren’t you telling me? I want to know,” Mercedes demanded.
Taylor looked at Kurt.
“He needed to take care of something. He’ll be gone for a few days, maybe longer.”
“What? He didn’t even tell me or say good-bye or nothing,” she said, sounding very sad.
Kurt pulled her closer to him as he sat on the edge of the bed. She was standing between his legs, wearing Kurt’s shirt and nothing else.
Kurt moved his palms up her ass to her lower back and then back down again.
“Baby, look at me,” Kurt said to her. He could see the tears in her eyes. The concern.
“He’s coming back. This was important.”