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FORTY
Catalina
Good God, the thingsthese Sinners do to me...the way they make mefeelevery time they touch me. I may be going to hell from just my thoughts on what I want them to do to my body, but at least I won't be going alone...they will be right there beside me.
Oakley's head is buried between my thighs as his tongue does things that would even make the devil shy away. He's got the tongue of a serpent, nice and long, flicking up and down viciously. He holds my hips down when I try to grind against his mouth, making me take everything he does to me.
Jett and Fynn are pinning me down by my arms, not allowing me to move at all. I'm so turned on, but every time I feel as though I'm about to come all over the Lord's face, he pulls away until my body comes down from the high, and then he picks back up.
I look into Jett's eyes as he gazes down at me, and I bite my lip. My eyes wander to his crotch, licking my lips as if I'm staring at my next meal, “Does that slutty little mouth want to be filled?” he asks.
I nod, “Yes,” I pant.
Oakley has pulled away once again, and I hear clinking before coldness rubs against my clit. I try to look down, but Fynn holds my head in place with one hand while Jett unzips his pants with his own free hand. My mouth is then filled with Ink Boy’s girth just as the icy coldness gets pushed into my pussy. That's when I realize that Oakley is using the ice cubes from the glass of water I brought in with me.
“Damn, your cunt is so hot, it's melting these cubes instantly, Kitty Cat,” Oakley chuckles and pushes another inside me before using his mouth again.
Fynn pulls my shirt up, exposing my bare breasts before his mouth covers a nipple, and I moan. My three Lords are here, worshipping my body, and all I can do is crave more of it. With all three touching me in some sexual way, I can't hold it in any longer, and before Oakley can stop it, I come, crying out around Jett's cock.
“Fuck, Kitty Cat...you taste so good!” Oakley groans as he laps up the cum that now drips with the water from the melted cubes.
Jett grips my hair, “Get ready to take mine, Lina. I have a feeling it's going to be a big load,” he jerks a couple of times before shoving all the way into my throat and releasing his seed, “Oh fuck...”
Meanwhile, Fynn devours my breasts, waiting patiently for Jett to finish. No sooner does Jett pull out than he turns my head toward his best friend, whose cock is already out and waiting, “Suck it, Saint. Remind me how filthy that fucking mouth is.”
Jett takes Fynn's place and starts playing with my breasts while Oakley still uses his mouth, but it's not enough. I pull off Fynn's cock, earning me an annoyed grunt, and I look down between my thighs, “Fuck me...”
Oakley stops and stares at me, “Kitty Cat, I don't know if that's a good idea, with your wound and all...”
“I'm fine, but I'll be better when I have your cock pounding into me,” I grit my teeth because I need him so badly...I want to be filled by Oakley’s cock.
“I always knew that mouth of yours would get you into trouble one day, Kitty Cat. Remember that you asked for this...” Oakley stands and unzips his pants. Lining his cock up to my entrance, he gazes into my eyes as he pushes into me, “Fuck...you feel so good, Kitty Cat.”
“Oakley...” I start to tell him how I want it, but he has other plans.
“Shut her the fuck up, Fynn,” Oakley grins at me and winks.
“My pleasure,” Fynn states as he thrusts back into my mouth.
Oakley doesn't fuck me hard and fast but slow and deep... making me realize that it feels just as good as being pounded into. I know he's trying to be careful of my wound, something I should be doing myself, but I lose all rationality when I'm with these Sinners.
The Lords of Sin aremy Kryptonite and my choice of drug. Fynn always wants me to smoke with them, but if he only knew how high I am every time I'm around them, I'm sure he wouldn't push me so much. I'm weak around them, unable to say no, but only because I want it just as bad as they do.
“I'm going to come inside you, Kitty Cat,” I look at him the best I can while Fynn's cock is jammed down my throat and see him sucking his thumb before bringing it to my clit, “My cum is going to paint a gorgeous masterpiece inside this beautiful cunt of yours. Tell me no if you don't want it,” he smirks, knowing the predicament I'm in.
I wouldn't say no even if I didn't have a dick shoved down my throat, stopping me from saying anything. They all three chuckle as I grind my hips against him. They know I want it...I want everything they have to give me.
“Such a perfect little slut,” Jett pinches my nipple, “Fill her nice and full, Oak.”
Between Jett's words, his pinching, and Oakley's torture, I come hard, clenching around Oakley and vibrating Fynn's cock, “Jesus, fuck!” Fynn pulls out and slams back into my mouth just as he releases his seed.
Oakley grips my thighs and begins slamming into me repeatedly before thrusting once more and painting me just as he said he would. The jarring bothers my wound, but I don't care; the pain is so worth the pleasure. They like to think they use me, but little do they know I'm using them just as much.
“Jesus, Kitty Cat...”
