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“Shall we make love and let her watch?” Gabrielle asked, sashaying to Miles side, as he sat peacefully in his chair. Dropping to her knees, she ran her hands along his thighs.
“Been awhile, Gabby, sure you can keep up?” he asked.
“Keep up with you! You brute!” She turned cloyingly feline, “Just save the hard stuff for your painsluts.”
I don’t know,” he pulled her flaming hair, “you’ve never complained when I laid a strap across your butt.” He took the woman’s face in his hands, pulling her upwards, forcing his mouth on hers as she opened wide for a wet kiss. Dropping his hand inside the woman’s blouse, he fondled her at will, then tore it away, buttons popping free, so that he could have her naked flesh.
Gabrielle gasped in reply to the furious massage. “God! You are the devil,” she exclaimed.
What followed was fitful and raucous, as Miles took what he wanted of Gabrielle’s generous breasts, kneading them like dough and slapping them with harsh pelting slaps so that her flesh reddened quickly. She purred, and wailed, then hummed tunefully.
From the other side of the room, Tessa watched in wonder, never having witnessed the sight of a man and woman making love like this—much like the way Miles made love to her, though it seemed the care she felt from him was missing in this sexual display.
“Stop it!” the woman finally pleaded, when the pain became too much. But her protests were meaningless; Miles refused to alter his style.
After some time, he pushed her from his lap and toward the bed. Then he leveled his eyes at Tessa, where she was sitting before the mirror, no longer looking at herself, but intently staring at the dueling pair. He flashed her a steely cold glare that seemed to say, “obey me with question, or you’ll pay the price.”
“Don’t move little slut,” he said aloud, “perhaps you can learn something.” Returning his attention to Gabrielle, who was already reclining legs open on his bed like a whore in heat, he entered her snatch quickly, while the slut’s legs wrapped around his body, and he humped her hard.
“Ah, ah, ah yes, you bastard, fuck me!” she roared.
He pounded her vigorously, while she ground her cunt into his groin.
“Fuck me, yes!”
Miles threw the woman’s legs up over his shoulders, so he could penetrate her deeper still.
“Ah Yes! You ass! Fuck me, yes, fuck fuck fuck it in.” She groaned as deeply as Miles groaned, and roared as he roared, the two climaxing almost simultaneously with deafening cries that tore through the sweltering room.
Watching, Tessa wiggled her pussy against her legs, wishing that her cunt could be filled the way Gabrielle’s was.
When Miles pulled himself from the woman’s sloppy cunt, he collapsed on the bed beside her, letting the last of his spasms jolt his body with pleasant sensations.
“Goddam, I hate you, Miles Bryce, look what you’ve done scratching my tits,” the bested redhead declared, as she cupped her in her hands.
“They look better that way,” Miles said, slapping at one of them again.
“Stop that!”
There was no soft meandering quiet after their fuck, which seemed curious to Tessa, especially when it was those moments of tranquility after sex that she treasured most.
“I wish I could slap that smile from your cocky face,” the redhead seethed, as she pulled herself from the bed and looked down at a chipper Miles.
“Didn’t you have a good time?” he asked. “Didn’t you do exactly what you wanted to do?”
“Well of course, I showed the little trollop what a nasty ass you are.”
“I think she already knew,” Miles wryly replied.
“Of course she knows you’re a brute, but perhaps she didn’t know that you’re also the world’s most accomplished Lothario,” she said with a heavy degree of scorn.
“Well now she knows for sure, thanks to you.” Standing, he sauntered toward his submissive and pulled her to her feet. “So, am I a worthless Lothario?” he asked Tessa.
“Probably,” Tessa replied with a smile.
The redhead shook her head, “I don’t understand you two,” she said as she ran her hand inside her stocking. “Oh damn, I’ve ruined these. You’ve ruined these,” she charged, eyes flashing.
“Then I’ll buy you another pair,” he gallantly replied, “it’s the least I can do for such a fine fuck.”
