buttocks, digging fingers into her flesh. His tongue left her slit and slid into the crevice between her labia and thigh, robbing her of more intense and tempting pleasure.
She jutted her hips, demanding more, but then slender fingers traced the divide between her buttocks, smoothing a slick trail of gel. She tightened. Sunny shook her head, eyes widening with alarm.
Mondo glanced up from Craig, his gaze narrowing on her.
Sunny lifted her chin, accepting his challenge and breathing deeply through her nose to relax as the fingers toyed with her anus. Cool gel rubbed around and around the small hole and she jerked her hips as a fingertip intruded, but she otherwise didn’t react, holding Mondo’s gaze until he resumed the strokes he was giving Craig.
Again, she was assaulted with jealous anger, wanting those strokes on her own skin. Her areolas dimpled. Moisture trickled down. She gripped the chain above her manacles and held herself still as something else, cold and metallic and round, slipped inside her ass.
A loud hum sounded, and a vibration began deep inside her forbidden passage, causing ripples of pleasure to travel up and down her feminine channel. Tears pricked her eyes, because this was too much. Too intimate. Her sex swelled, her clit hardening, growing painfully engorged, but Craig paid no attention to it. His hot, quickening breaths gusted against her wet, open folds, providing no relief for her painful arousal.
Mondo swung his arm outward and snapped forward, laying a stripe on Craig’s back and shoulder.
Craig shuddered and sucked at her labia, pulling on her delicate inner folds, his tongue stroking the edges inside his mouth.
“Mondo, Sir,” she pleaded, a tear slipping down her cheek.
Mondo delivered another sharp lash to the man who was shouldering his way between her legs, burrowing against her but never touching the hardened knot. “What do you want, Sunny?”
She shook her head, her hair waving against her sweat-slickened back and sticking there. “I want to feel the bite of those lashes. I want it right between my legs. No more teasing.”
His arm dropped. “Craig, you’re done.”
Craig kissed her inner thigh and crawled away, his own frame shuddering as he walked on hands and knees toward Aiden. He bent at the other man’s feet, his hands braced apart, holding his weight as he ducked down to kiss Aiden’s toes.
Sunny’s attention was stolen again by the feel of a mouth pressing kisses on her bottom, of soft fingers slipping between her legs from behind to rim her feminine entrance. When a tongue traced her crack from behind and then licked her around her anus, and more fingers tugged on the wire connected to the vibrator tucked inside her, she knew her knees would have crumpled if the chains hadn’t held her upright.
She wanted to shout. To scream. Her body was tense and her clit ached. “Please, Sir.” The texture of her voice was ragged, broken apart by her harsh pants.
Mondo’s cock was stirring, rising again. He braced his legs apart and ran a hand up and down his shaft, watching her as she watched his deliberately taunting strokes. He wrapped the dark brown flanges around his cock, drawing them off slowly, his eyelids dipping. Then he lifted the flogger and ran the soft, supple leather over her shoulders, rubbed her breasts, teasing the tips. He rubbed lower, pushing the leather between her legs where her moisture soaked into the strands.
He held it against her, pressing upward, giving her pressure but not penetration. Fingers spread her rear hole. The tongue teasing her ass narrowed to a point and slipped inside to flutter there.
Sunny shook her head, her body beginning to tremble head to toe. She met his hard, challenging glare and slowly lowered her head, breaking with his gaze. “Please, Sir. Whatever gives you pleasure, I will accept,” she said softly, while inside she felt an easing, a surrender of her heart and pride. Her will was no longer hers. She wanted
She jutted her hips, demanding more, but then slender fingers traced the divide between her buttocks, smoothing a slick trail of gel. She tightened. Sunny shook her head, eyes widening with alarm.
Mondo glanced up from Craig, his gaze narrowing on her.
Sunny lifted her chin, accepting his challenge and breathing deeply through her nose to relax as the fingers toyed with her anus. Cool gel rubbed around and around the small hole and she jerked her hips as a fingertip intruded, but she otherwise didn’t react, holding Mondo’s gaze until he resumed the strokes he was giving Craig.
Again, she was assaulted with jealous anger, wanting those strokes on her own skin. Her areolas dimpled. Moisture trickled down. She gripped the chain above her manacles and held herself still as something else, cold and metallic and round, slipped inside her ass.
A loud hum sounded, and a vibration began deep inside her forbidden passage, causing ripples of pleasure to travel up and down her feminine channel. Tears pricked her eyes, because this was too much. Too intimate. Her sex swelled, her clit hardening, growing painfully engorged, but Craig paid no attention to it. His hot, quickening breaths gusted against her wet, open folds, providing no relief for her painful arousal.
Mondo swung his arm outward and snapped forward, laying a stripe on Craig’s back and shoulder.
Craig shuddered and sucked at her labia, pulling on her delicate inner folds, his tongue stroking the edges inside his mouth.
“Mondo, Sir,” she pleaded, a tear slipping down her cheek.
Mondo delivered another sharp lash to the man who was shouldering his way between her legs, burrowing against her but never touching the hardened knot. “What do you want, Sunny?”
She shook her head, her hair waving against her sweat-slickened back and sticking there. “I want to feel the bite of those lashes. I want it right between my legs. No more teasing.”
His arm dropped. “Craig, you’re done.”
Craig kissed her inner thigh and crawled away, his own frame shuddering as he walked on hands and knees toward Aiden. He bent at the other man’s feet, his hands braced apart, holding his weight as he ducked down to kiss Aiden’s toes.
Sunny’s attention was stolen again by the feel of a mouth pressing kisses on her bottom, of soft fingers slipping between her legs from behind to rim her feminine entrance. When a tongue traced her crack from behind and then licked her around her anus, and more fingers tugged on the wire connected to the vibrator tucked inside her, she knew her knees would have crumpled if the chains hadn’t held her upright.
She wanted to shout. To scream. Her body was tense and her clit ached. “Please, Sir.” The texture of her voice was ragged, broken apart by her harsh pants.
Mondo’s cock was stirring, rising again. He braced his legs apart and ran a hand up and down his shaft, watching her as she watched his deliberately taunting strokes. He wrapped the dark brown flanges around his cock, drawing them off slowly, his eyelids dipping. Then he lifted the flogger and ran the soft, supple leather over her shoulders, rubbed her breasts, teasing the tips. He rubbed lower, pushing the leather between her legs where her moisture soaked into the strands.
He held it against her, pressing upward, giving her pressure but not penetration. Fingers spread her rear hole. The tongue teasing her ass narrowed to a point and slipped inside to flutter there.
Sunny shook her head, her body beginning to tremble head to toe. She met his hard, challenging glare and slowly lowered her head, breaking with his gaze. “Please, Sir. Whatever gives you pleasure, I will accept,” she said softly, while inside she felt an easing, a surrender of her heart and pride. Her will was no longer hers. She wanted
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