My legs over his shoulders, Shock presses his tongue into me, and pushes me back and forth between them.
Shock’s teeth graze my clit. It’s enough to make me moan, the sound breaking on Arc’s cock like a sob, his muscle’s clenching under my hands.
My concentration is so fractured.
I want all of them at once. I need another hand, I need to figure out how to convince them to give me all of them all so I can fuck them the way I want to.
He breathes a sound, and I know he’s close.
I tease him, andI’mthe one rewarded when he makes another low sound and his hand grips the back of my neck, holding me still as his cum fills my mouth.
They’re not starved for orgasms, but they could have fooled me. I laugh around Arc’s cock and his hands tighten on me.
I’m getting better.
Only a little of that saccharine cum escapes, and when he pulls back, his eyes are hooded, his jaw slack.
One last spurt shoots across my breasts.
“Oops,” he says, but he’s not sorry at all.
Risk’s fingers spear into my hair and he pulls my head back. He licks the cum from my chin and then licks my neck too.
“Pretty as it is to see your lips dark with our cum, I can’t wait to lick it from your swollen little pussy, too.”
Arc doesn’t argue with us. Maybe that’s all I need to do: drain his cock before I ask him for anything.
Laughing, Arc leans forward, nipping at my neck, but he doesn’t confirm or deny the thought.
When Shock releases me, I wiggle my hips. “It’s so strange… my pussy isn’t off limits anymore, and yet… no cock inside. Why is that?”
“Because Shock hasn’t had his turn with your pretty mouth yet.” Arc places his thumb on the hoop in the center and pulls my lip down. “Do you want to fix that?”
“You’re right.” I bite his finger and turn to Shock. “I’ve been so rude.”
Unlike the others, Shock feels like he’s in complete control when his hands take my head and he guides me onto him. He fucks my mouth, and it’ssohot.
I want to demand that one of them slide a beautiful cock inside me, but it’s rude to talk with your mouth full.
Then, one long, large finger drags up me, and I gasp around Shock’s cock.
Arc has laid down beside me, drawing soft lines along my breasts and down my back, so there’s no question whose finger it is…fingers.
I moan as Risk presses a second inside of me.
It’s not what I want, and he knows it.
I would complain, but I can’t. Shock’s grip on my head gives me barely any leeway.
I’mforcedto simply enjoy it until Risk’s palm slides up my spine and I finally—finally—get my reward.
But Risk’s entrance is Shock’s undoing.
Shock curses, and in the same moment, my mouth fills with the sugar sweetness again.
I’m barely able to swallow it in time.
When I pull back, it’s to gasp for air, and Shock kisses me as if he doesn’t notice the cum covering my chin and spilling from my lips.
