He was whimpering beneath me, and Jeremy groaned.
“Sir,” I gasped, breath catching as I thrust deep again. “Please... can he come? Please let me make him come for you.”
“You want him to come while your cock’s buried inside him?”
“Yes,” I panted, slamming into Dirks again. “He’s begging for it. He’s fuckingdesperate.”
Jeremy’s voice dropped to a growl. “Then let him.”
Dirks cried out like he’d been struck. “Thank you.Fuck, thank you?—”
“But he doesn’t come until he tells me what it feels like. What your cock feels like inside that needy fucking hole.”
I slowed, letting him catch his breath.
“It-it feels so full. It stretches me open so well, and it hits so deep. I can feel herownme with every thrust—fuck—it’s perfect. Her cock’s fucking perfect.”
I moaned, shuddering from the power of it.
Jeremy hissed, stroking faster. “Yeah. That’s right. You know what else is perfect?”
Dirks whimpered. “What?”
“Those fucking tits. My girl’s got the biggest tits I’ve ever seen. Theybounceevery time she fucks. You watching that, Dirks? You see them swing while she ruins you?”
Dirks turned his head, barely able to focus. “Yes. They’re so fucking good.”
Jeremy groaned. “Bet you wanna come just from watching her tits slap against her chest while she’s buried inside you, huh?”
“Yes, yes.Fuck, please?—”
“Then come,” Jeremy snarled. “Come from her cock and those perfect tits. Let it all fucking go.”
Dirks arched beneath me with a guttural cry, his thighs tensing as I tightened my grip around his cock. I pumped himhard, palm slick from the precum already coating his length, thumb swiping the sensitive underside with every stroke.
“Please— fuck, Madame— so close. Don’t stop?—”
His body jerked once before cum shot up across his chest, painting his skin in white streaks as I kept stroking him through it. His whole body trembled, hips twitching, breath stuttering as he moaned my name.
“Good boy,” I whispered, leaning in close, my cock still buried deep inside him. “You came so pretty for us.”
From the bed, Jeremy groaned, his fist tightening around his cock.
“Fuck, yes. That’s what I wanted. Keep your hand on him. Don’t let him forget who made him come like that.”
Fingers still wrapped around Dirks’s spent cock, palm sticky with his release, I looked back at Jeremy and waited for my instructions.
The mattress dipped beneath Jer’s weight, and I followed his movement as he stalked toward us. I pulled out of Dirks’s hole slowly.
“Come on, Dirks,” he said, wrapping one hand around the base of his cock as he looked down at me. “You got off. So did I. I think it’s our girl’s turn now, don’t you?”
Dirks licked his lips, eyes flicking down to my body. “It’s only fair,” he said hoarsely, not even bothering to wipe the cum from his chest.
Jeremy grinned. “Then move.”
Dirks shifted back on the bed, lying flat with his head against the pillows.
Jeremy crooked a finger at me. “Up.”
