Enjoy the jiggle.
The firmness.
How different they are in shape but similar in strength.
There’s no dripping or drizzling of the liquid aid.
I don’t opt for performance points and flare to my presentation.
No.
I simply drop to a squat.
Slather and slide.
Glide.
Tease each hole of muscles to the same rapacious speed, anxious to get inside, but more anxious to hear them moan.
See them rock back into the single digit prodding.
“Yessss…” calls out our slutty, little princess, pleased by the intrusion.
“F…ggg…” escapes Master, clearly struggling to accept the new action.
“Relax for your little fuck toy, Master,” I encourage at the same time I watch my finger work its way in.“Reward him with your ass.” Slipping two into her while continuing to study him occurs between declarations.“Reward him for being a good boy and coming to rescue you.”
At that, he releases a loud, grumble.
Unclenches.
Does his best to welcome the digit, unaware it’s about to become two.
The instant that it does, he tenses back up prompting me to instruct, “Be a good, slutty little Princess…”
Salay shoots her sex hazed stare over her shoulder.
“Help me make Master feel good…”
Needing more direction isn’t necessary.
Her torso twists to the side to allow his mouth to find comfort in hers.
Distraction.
Displeased groans grow into ones of pleasure as we loosen him in tandem eventually leading to me brutishly replacing my fingers on him with my cock.
“Fffff…fff…fffuckkk!” barks Master through gritted teeth, rigid rings of muscle clamping down on my dick, declaring I won’t last long like this.“Fuck!”
Wolfish groans are accompanied by me grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking him back into me.“You feel so good Master.”
“I…I can’t…”
“You can…” The heat of my mouth feathers the shell of his ear.“You can for me.For our slutty, little princess…” Another hard slam of my hips falters his stance.“For.Us.”
My reminder receives a deep grumble followed by him yanking her over.
Me making room for him to bend Princess across the railing.
