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Her constant sass makes me grin. Max looks her over greedily, his hand still holding hers on his cock. I drag her underwear over her thighs and smack the inside of her leg. She opens for me obediently. Max groans as Charlotte’s fingers tease her clit, circling slowly.
Just to drive us crazy, she pulls her hand away and licks her fingers. I grin. “See how naughty she is.”
“I want a taste,” Max nearly growls.
He climbs on the bed, hooks his hands around her thighs, and devours her. Charlotte’s hips lift from the bed, and she buries her hand in his hair, clutching tightly as she moans. I walk around to the side of the bed and settle next to her, turning her chin until her lips skim across the sensitive head of my cock.
Without being told, she sucks and licks, taking more and more of me until I’m thrusting into her throat. When she gags, I draw back, just to have her work harder to get more. Her body spasms and her mouth opens wide.
Pulling out of her means letting her moan out. Her back arches hard, hair fanning across the pillows. “Fuck! FUCK!”
Max chuckles and licks up her body as Charlotte trembles. I tip her chin up and kiss her softly, my tongue exploring rather than claiming her mouth. One of her arms wraps around my neck as she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
I break the kiss rolling her on her knees. Max hands me the tie he had stuffed in his pocket, apparently, and I use it to bind her wrists. Jerking her against me, I whisper in her ear. “How do you feel, baby?”
“So good.” Her lips are raw, damp, sexy as hell.
Max kisses her hungrily. I see him lick into her mouth and harden against Charlotte’s ass as she moans and squirms against me. Holding her wrists, I guide her forward until Max can brace her on his lap, her mouth filled with his cock. He groans and tears off the blindfold.
As Charlotte goes down on him, I slowly slide into her pussy, teasing her inch by inch until she rocks back against me. I groan and grab her hips. She tries to do it again, but I slam into her hard. Her pussy is so tight and wet, just being inside her is nearly enough to make me come.
I smack her ass hard enough that it leaves a red mark, then fuck her in time with her head bobbing. Each time she takes Max deep, she gets my cock, over and over. Max’s hand tightens in her hair and she moans loudly around his cock.
Fuck it. I can’t stop. I don’t want to control myself. I toss restraint and planning to the side and fuck her the way I need to, aggressively, demandingly. Hard and fast and deep. I groan, “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”
“I’m almost there, sugar, don’t stop,” Max tells her, holding her bound wrists tightly. “Just like that.”
Max goes first, coming hard and loud. His body spasms and he fights to catch his breath before lifting her and cradling her against his chest as I keep ramming her. Charlotte pants and whimpers, cursing every now and again.
Her pussy tightens, squeezing my cock. “I know you’re close, baby. Come for me.”
She bites Max, hard and he grabs her ass tightly, holding her in place as I move my hands to her tits. Charlotte presses her face against Max’s shoulder and gives in. “Fucking yes! Yes!”
And she takes me with her. I can’t hold out when I feel her climax.
As I catch my bearings, Max unties her hands. The three of us lie together on my bed, Charlotte in the middle. Max rubs her wrists and kisses them both. “Fucking hell, Charlotte.”
“See what her mouth can do when she’s not so sassy?” I tease, lightly smacking her sexy ass.
“You love my sassy mouth,” she says, her face still red, eyes wild, and lips raw.
I grin and turn her to kiss me. “I do.”
Max chuckles and drags Charlotte’s thigh over his leg. “Rest up, sugar. We’re definitely having round two.”
Charlotte looks at us with a challenging smile. “If you old men can handle another round.”