I breathe in, slowly lifting off the plug until I’m nearly completely raised up on my knees. Cupio helps me by holding the ropes and helping me on to my feet. Only for me to be brought back down on my knees and eye level with Ladybird’s pussy.
I don’t even have to be told what to do, as I lean forward and press my tongue inside of her entrance. I devour the taste of bothof them. It’s even better when they lace their fingers together and hold my head against her cunt.
Moans of pleasure flow from Ladybird as I hum and lap up her and Cupio’s cum.
Ladybird’s nails are the perfect scratch against my head as her foot trails along my back.
“Such a good boy,” she praises, and I shiver.
“What should we do with him, Birdie? He’s been so patient.”
I kiss her pussy lips a few more times, letting the tang of their release coat my throat before swallowing.
“I have been good,” I reply, kissing up her thigh and testing the ropes.
My hands don’t move until there’s a sudden cool metal against my back and they are being cut away. All of my blood rushes to the areas that were confined and I shiver at the sensation as I shake out my hands and kiss Ladybird’s inner thigh again.
“On your back, baby,” Cupio whispers in my ear and I stand, shaking out my limbs as Ladybird closes her legs and shifts on the bed.
I do as I’m told, lying on my back.
I’m not sure if Cupio and Ladybird have just spent so much time together, or have worked together for so long. But without speaking, Ladybird straddles me, her pussy rubbing against my abdomen.
“Did you like watching, pet?” she asks me and I grab her hips.
“How could I not love watching the two of you? You’re perfect.”
“Well, now, you’re just being a showoff, being the bestest boy. We’re going to fuck you at the same time. You want that, don’t you?”
“Fuck yes, I want that,” I hiss.
She grabs the base of my cock, holding it tight, before sliding me inside of her warm, wet pussy.
She’s torturously slow as she slides down my shaft until I’m seated deep inside of her.
“Gods, Birdie.”
She smiles, leaning forward and grabbing my face.
“I like it when my men call me Birdie,” she says.
“I like being yours,” I reply, and she tenderly kisses my lips.
“That’s right, you are.”
Cupio comes back to the bed, stroking his length in lube and groaning as he looks at the two of us. I bend my legs, spreading myself wide, while still deep inside of Birdie.
Cupio’s fingers toy with my hole, and I moan, bucking into Ladybird. His other hand is holding my thigh as his lips are pressed against Ladybird’s skin.
“Is this what you wanted, Gloom?” Cupio asks, scissoring his fingers inside of me. “You’ve been so patient. Such a good little reaper.”
The head of his cock is pressed against my entrance, and he slides in, stretching me as Ladybird’s pussy wraps around my length.
I never thought I could feel this fucking good, but here these cupids go, proving me wrong.
I wince in pleasure and can’t help but buck my hips as Cupio slides deeper into me.
Has there ever been a reaper so spoiled? I completely fucking doubt it.
