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“Yes, it’s true. As soon as she walked in it was like I couldn’t see anything else but her and you. She looks just like that one actress. There was a show about two girls in New York City who worked in a diner and had a cupcake business.” He trails off, realizing he’s rambling. No one gives a fuck about the show.
“I’m going to undress you now. You want me to stop, sayTen.Do you understand?” I don’t touch her. She needs to have the clearest head for this moment.
“Yes.” I clear my throat at her answer.
“Yes, Sir, I understand. If I want to stop, all I have to do is say the wordTen.” I look at Lincoln and he nods his head at me, letting me know she’s clear and concise. We both understand here.
Moving her hair to one side, I step closer letting my fingers drift to push the straps of her dress down, letting her pull her arms free before I continue my descent pushing the material off her chest and down her body.
Bending my head so only she can hear me, I whisper into her ear, “Before you can even let it cross your mind, don’t think about him seeing your stomach. I can tell you right now he loves it just as much as I do. Own it and your power. Don’t let it hold you back.” And I push until it pools at her feet and hold on to her as she steps out of it.
Left in nothing but her undergarments and heels, she stands there, shivering from the heady feeling in the air. I pull her backward until we reach the chaise lounge in here and perch her on it before stepping back.
Walking back to Lincoln, I don’t even need to verbalize what I want. He already knows and starts removing my clothing for me, folding each item, and setting it on the ledge by the door like the good boy he is.
“Touch yourself, wildcat. Show us what you do late at night when you’re all alone in bed and no one is there to make you orgasm except yourself.” I give the command and wait to see if she’ll follow through.
She drags her fingers over her thighs before spreading them just a bit as we watch her. Getting bolder on each pass, she finally has her legs splayed open, and we can see the thin fabric barely covering her center.
Her fingers move over the lace that I know has to be wet before finally dipping beneath it and touching herself.
I move to stand behind Lincoln, “Do you like watching my daughter fuck herself?”
I can see his cock leaking, red and angry as we listen to the squelch of her fingers moving in and out of her center and the labored breaths leaving both him and her.
“Since you’re such a good boy, I’ll let you touch yourself. Go ahead, Lincoln, fuck your fist as you watch my wildcat.” I give him permission and he doesn’t hesitate, groaning as he finally wraps his hand around his shaft. Angrily tugging on it.
Like a maestro, I flit between the two of them, conducting them in their masturbation.
“How does it feel to have his eyes on you? To know he’s watching you and getting off on it? Does it make your cunt drip more and tighten?” I ask her, and her pupils look at me, blown lost to her pleasure. Yeah, she loves this shit.
I’ve ignored my own cock until now. Gripping it, I start jacking myself as I watch the scene play out before me.
I can see they are both about to come and, well, I just can’t have that.
“Stop. Both of you.” Lincoln groans, but like the little trained puppy he is, he stops and drops his hands.
October, on the other hand, protests as her hand slaps harder against her pussy, trying to drive her fingers in deeper.
“I said fucking stop, October.” I rip her hand out from her panties and hold her wrist tightly. Not enough to hurt or bruise, but so she knows I meant what I said.
“Please, fuck. I was almost there.” She whines and begs, and I keep ahold of her as I thrust into my fist twice more before I spill come all over her cloth-covered pussy.
Letting go of her wrist, I step back. “You need to listen better.” Her pupils are still wide and she’s panting heavily, and I decide to push her further.
“Clean her up,” I tell Lincoln and he doesn’t hesitate to move closer and drop to his knees before us. He looks up at her before looking at me, waiting. Presumably to see if she’s going to protest.
“She knows what to say, and she hasn’t said it. So, clean her the fuck up,” I bark out at him and that’s all it takes for him to drop down headfirst into her cunt. Licking and sucking every ounce of my come from her skin and panties. I know she can feel his tongue probing her through the fabric. I don’t even watch, too captivated by her staring at me and I her.
“He’s a good boy. You should reward him by coming all over his face. I know you want to come, babygirl. Soak his face and let him walk out of here covered in you.” My words trigger her orgasm as he keeps licking and sucking her sensitive flesh and she comes, squirting out her climax, and all three of us groan.
He doesn’t wait for the command he knows is coming. He pulls back, sitting back on his heels, looking at me. His short beard is soaked, and the puddle below him gives it away that he came while eating her.
Bending down, I kiss him, licking his lips and tasting October on him.
“You’re excused, Lincoln. Thank you and, as always, such a good boy.” I give him words of praise, petting his hair and face, watching the euphoria cross his face. He stands up, glancing at both of us before nodding and quickly getting dressed. He stops and turns.
“Thank you, both of you,” before he leaves.
