Rosie yanked off Simon’s cock and gasped, “Kiss me, please…”
Emilia crawled up her body and cupped Rosie’s quivering sex as she pressed her slick mouth to the other woman’s. Rosie held her close for a long moment, her breaths hard against Emilia’s. Simon was gone, moving around the bed and climbing onto it. He hooked Rosie’s feet and lifted them. Both women looked down as he brought his slick cock to her entrance and plunged in, driving the already sensitive Rosie to cry out again.
“Oh God, yes, fuck me Simon, fuck me hard.”
“Why don’t you quiet her down?” Simon said, grinning.
Emilia didn’t get it, not quite at first, but then she realized what he was saying, and glanced sharply at Rosie. The other woman, cheeks flushed, looked back up and nodded. Emilia folded her bottom lip between her teeth as she rose to her knees and turned, straddling Rosie’s gorgeous face. Rosie gripped har ass and pulled her low, and at the first long lunge of her tongue, Emilia nearly came right then and there.
“Rosie,” she moaned, “your tongue feels so good.”
The sensations and sights were almost too much. Under her, licking her pussy fervently, Rosie had her hands clamped to Emilia’s ass. Her tongue alone felt amazing but her fingers spread Emilia wide and teased her bud much like her own tongue had done to Rosie. Eyes closed, Emilia danced her hands along her own skin, rubbing her mound, her clit, her hips, her tummy, her breasts. Everything felt so good. So new. She felt reborn. Her eyes opened as Simon rocked in and out of Rosie. She held his gaze, cupping her tits and offering them up with a faint smile.
“You’re sexy like this. Wild,” he said. Then he blinked and looked away. “They really didn’t fuck you?”
“No,” she murmured, watching his big cock disappear and reappear over and over again.
“Good. Did you like Milo fingering you?”
“Uh huh,” Emilia panted, grinding down onto Rosie’s face.
“And sucking off Jaxton with so many people watching? Did you like that?”
She couldn’t reply, but her whimper of need was enough.
“And how about now? Like watching me fuck this slut? Like riding her face? Like having your pussy eaten by a woman for the first time?”
“Yesss!” she gasped.
He jerked out of Rosie and stood up on the bed. His cock glistened as he brought it to her lips. “Taste her again,” he growled. “Taste Ms. Brook’s sweet pussy on the cock that’s going to own you tomorrow.”
Her mouth slammed down on him at the same time as she came. Her pussy erupted on Rosie’s mouth, drenching the other woman, and she shuddered even as she gagged on Simon’s big dick. Gone in a heartbeat was the watchful, peaceful young man, and in his place was his friends’ equal, driving his cock deep into the hot mom’s mouth, her throat. All she could do was hang on, gripping at his ass.
Underneath her, Rosie’s licking intensified to match his frantic pace. She never relented, never let Emilia come down from that first orgasm. A finger probed Emilia’s ass to the first knuckle as she gurgled around Simon’s humongous prick, her eyes tearing up as she stared up at him. It didn’t stop him. He clutched the back of her head and drove her down even further, all the way to his balls, cramming his cock further down her throat than she thought she could physically take. Her jaw spread so wide it hurt, but she was savagely proud of taking every inch he had to give her, even as he pulled out and rammed the fucking log right back into her mouth.