Vic ran his palm over her ass and squeezed.
“I missed this ass and this pussy.” Vic pressed a digit up into her pussy.
“I missed you, too,” she told him as she tilted her head back and allowed him to finger her.
“Is that why you stole my shirt?” he asked.
“I didn’t steal it, Deputy Ollsen. I borrowed it.”
“That’s still grounds to arrest you. Maybe handcuff you and teach you to obey the law.”
“Oh really? Now that sounds like fun.” Tommy chuckled as Vic lowered her to the bed pulled off his towel and spread her thighs.
“Tommy, go get the handcuffs, we’re going to teach our woman about the law around here and who’s boss.”
Before she could reply, his face was between her legs licking at her pussy.
Tommy walked over to the dresser in the spare bedroom, smiling. He pulled out the spare handcuffs that someone had bought as a joke gift for Vic. They were surrounded in a thick, soft leather that wouldn’t hurt Elise’s wrists. He also grabbed a tube of lube.
“I thought of nothing but the taste of this pussy all day, sweetness,” Vic told Elise.
“Maybe if you focused on the prisoner, he wouldn’t have sucker punched you with the brass knuckles.”
Tommy turned to look at them and he couldn’t believe that Elise was egging Vic on. She sure was gutsy and he also realized by her statement that she had been listening to their conversation all along. The little sneak.
“Really? Hey, Tommy, maybe grab the gag, too. Our woman is awfully mouthy.”
Elise gasped and Vic picked her up and positioned her where he wanted her on all fours on the bed.
He parted her thighs and entered her in one quick stroke.
* * * *
Elise was on fire. She was so aroused and horny. These two men made her want to do things that were wild, wicked, and sinful. Right now Vic’s cock felt so hard as he stroked her pussy from behind. But then he pulled her arms to the side, making her fall to her chest, and then he pulled her thighs back so that her ass and pussy were hanging over the edge of the bed.
Tommy was now to the side of her as they gently pulled her arms back.
“You’re under arrest, woman, for stealing my shirt and telling me I wasn’t doing my job.” He spanked her ass and she gasped. Vic attached the handcuffs to her so her arms were behind her back. They were thick and soft and nothing like the real metal ones. She was sure those would hurt. As usual, they were taking care of her, and despite her pounding heart anticipating this very erotic play, she was confident that they would protect her.
With her wrists locked behind her back, every stroke from Vic’s cock felt amazing. She was lost in the rhythm of his thrusts when he stopped and lifted her up. Then Tommy lay down on the bed, naked. She knew immediately how this was going to play out as she licked her lips and smiled at him.
“Ride him.” Vic told her as pulled his cock from her pussy and placed her onto Tommy as she immediately impaled herself onto Tommy’s cock.
“Oh God, I can’t move. It feels so good,” she told them as Tommy reached up to pull her nipples. With her hands behind her back it was difficult to remain balanced, but that didn’t matter as Vic pressed her down so she was chest to chest with Tommy.
She felt the cool liquid against her puckered hole and she moaned in anticipation.
“You gonna learn your lesson, woman?”
“I don’t think you’ve taught me anything.” She panted and Tommy chuckled.
Vic spread her thighs wider, and she moaned at the tightness of this position. Her thighs were spread wide over Tommy’s. Tommy’s cock was deep in her pussy. Her wrists were bound behind her back, and her mouth was next to Tommy’s nipple. Vic stroked his cock against her puckered hole but didn’t push forward. Her ass lifted higher, trying to let him in. She wanted it.
“Please, Vic, I need you.”
“I need you, too, baby. Tell me where you want my cock.”
“Oh God, please, Vic.”