Page 40 of Body Count


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Reece shook his head and chuckled softly. The woman knew how to please a dick, that was for sure. The last week of training had paid off big time.

Once his shaft was evenly coated with her spit, she leaned back and studied her handiwork. Then she flicked her eyes back to his face. The way she was looking at him was almost enough to make him come.

“I love your cock,” she whispered. “It tastes so fucking good.”

“Mm,” Reece sighed, stroking her face. “My cock loves you too, sweetheart. Now stop talking, and put that fucking mouth where it belongs.”

Fairchild obeyed like the good little soldier she was, wrapping her lips around Reece’s cock again and working them up and down his hard shaft, taking him a little bit deeper with each slippery stroke.

“That’s it,” Reece said, slipping off his suit jacket and dropping it on the floor behind him. “Go down on that cock like a good girl. Let me feel those lips goingall the way down.”

Fairchild answered him with wet, muffled sounds.

Nash was lying on the bed watching. When Reece had arrived a few minutes ago, the kid still had his boots on, and his jeans were bunched up around his shins. Now he had stripped completely naked, and he was slowly jacking his still-hard cock while he watched Fairchild service Reece with her mouth.

“Damn,” Nash said. “She’s taking itdeep. Your dick must be down her throat.”

“Oh, it is,” Reece confirmed. “And it feels fucking amazing.”

“That’s hot,” Nash said. “That’s so fucking hot.” His eyes shifted to Fairchild’s rear, which was out of Reece’s line of vision, andhe smirked. “Damn,” he said. “All my cum is dripping out of her. Dutt, you’d better come plug up this leak.”

As the junior member of the team, Nash really shouldn’t have been bossing Dutton around like that, but Reece let it slide. After all, they weren’t Mercs right now. They were businessmen on vacation.

Besides, Dutton didn’t seem to object.

As a matter of fact, he seemed to have the same idea. While Fairchild had been pleasuring Reece’s cock, the quiet Merc had once more stripped down, and he looked relieved to be out of his suit. His dick looked as hard as Reece’s felt, and he was clearly ready to put it to good use.

Reece watched as his second-in-command climbed onto the bed and moved around behind Fairchild. She was so focused on sucking Reece’s cock, she didn’t even notice him getting into position. Then Dutton slid into her, and her eyes suddenly got extra wide.

“MmmMmmm!”

Dutton gave her a few seconds to adjust to his girth. Then he started to fuck her, slowly at first, then faster by degrees. From his vantage point, Reece could not see the penetration, but he could hear his comrade’s hard shaft sliding in and out of Fairchild’s cum-filled hole. She moaned even louder.

“Do you like that?” Reece asked, looking down at Fairchild’s flushed face. “Do you like getting dicked from both ends at the same time?”

“Mm-hm!” Fairchild whined.

She had tilted her head to one side, and her cheek was bulging around the head of Reece’s cock. The look in her eyes was desperate, needful. No way that was just acting. No fucking way.

“That’s a good girl,” Reece said, working his fingers through her hair. “Keep it up, and you’re going to get filled with cum from both ends. Is that what you want?”

“Mm-hm!”

He took control of the situation then, twisting her loose hair into a crude ponytail which he used as a handle to steer her head. He forced her lips all the way down to the base of his shaft, and Fairchild moaned with pleasure, a deep, guttural sound that Reece could feel vibrating in his balls.

“Sweetheart,” he said. “I love the way you take that dick.”

He held her steady and began to thrust his pelvis, using her lips the same way Dutton was using her pussy. He looked across her sweating body at his second-in-command and grinned. Damn, it felt good to share her like this, with his brother-in-arms.

Instinctively, both Mercs flung their right arms over her body and smacked their palms above her back, muscles bulging as they performed a little arm wrestling match in mid-air.

Reece chuckled. “Dutton, you son of a bitch.”

Dutton flashed a rare smile. “You ready to finish her off? Just say the word.”

“On three.”

Reece counted down. When he reached one, they both released inside her, simultaneously coming inside her pussy and her mouth. Fairchild came with them, her flanks shuddering as sheclimaxed, her feminine moans mingling with their masculine grunts.