“Holy shit,” Antonne murmurs. He doesn’t last long and comes over chest and torso.
“You’re welcome,” Jay tells Tao and Antonne before pushing Casey down.
While she lies on her back, he straddles her head and pulls out his cock. After putting on the condom, he braces an arm against the floor of the van and slides himself into her mouth.
Tao pulls her panties down past her hips. “Look at this. She trimmed herself.”
He runs his fingers through her pubes. Antonne does the same, then pries her thighs apart to rub her pussy. Tao moves to her tits, pulling them out of her bra.
“Not bad,” Tao says. “I like them bigger, though.”
“Your wife has crazy big tits,” Antonne says.
“They look extra big because she’s Vietnamese, and all the women are like petite, you know? I think I might pay to have her tits augmented a second time.”
Antonne sinks a finger into Casey’s snatch. Jay pumps his hips up and down until he reaches his climax, spilling his seed onto the hood.
After Jay gets off of her, Casey turns onto her side. “Jack?”
“Still here, princess,” I answer.
My men pull their pants up, then hop out of the van. Jay goes to check the cabin. I squat down next to Casey and observe the cum dripping down from a tit, her panties still around her knees.
“How was that?” I ask her.
She doesn’t say anything at first, and I wonder if my men went too hard on her.
“Fucking amazing,” she answers.
I release a breath and smile.
“Your friends are really good with the dirty talk,” she adds. “But where are we? Why the fucking long drive? I’ve been needing to pee for the past, like, forty minutes.”
“Poor princess needs to pee?”
“Yes! Are we near a bathroom?”
“Yes, but you’ve got to hold it a little longer.”
“Why?”
I give her a wicked grin even though she can’t see me. “Because I said so.”
I run my fingers through her pubic hair. She shivers. I trail a digit over her clitoris. She moans. I curl the finger into her pussy. She exhales. Gently, I press and pull the finger.
“Did you come today?” I inquire.
“No, Sir.”
I think she’s telling the truth.
“I’ve been really good,” she says. “I even did something charitable. I made a donation and signed up to volunteer.”
This surprises me. “Did you?”
“It’s this nonprofit that works with disadvantaged kids. You can’t do much more good than that, right?”
“Not bad for a princess. It almost balances out the bad you did.”