Conversation with a wanton mother

You pull out of Deborah, leaving her bent over the arm of the couch, her legs trembling. When Brian pulls his cock out of her mouth she coughs, drooling spit and semen onto the couch as she gasps for breath.

"You fucking pigs," she pants. "You used me so hard! And you...you didn't even ask before you shoved it in my mouth."

"And you hated it I suppose?" Brian laughs. "That's why you were sucking hard enough to take the chrome off a trailer hitch? It's just what you wanted."

"Oh fuck, you're both so cruel," Deborah gasps, slowly standing up and pulling her bra down over her lush tits.

"At least we didn't spank you," you chuckle, seeing a glint of excitement in her eyes.

"Yet," Brian adds, smacking her ass and making her squeak. "You look like the kind of woman who enjoys being spanked."

"Don't you dare!" she protests with a gasp, pulling her skirt down over her hips, her eyes flaring and wanton. "I'm not some naughty schoolgirl you can bully."

"No, you're not," you say. "You're a horny bitch who called me last night wanting to get fucked and came back for round two this afternoon with her panties off all ready for more dick. You wanted it, and you got it. At both ends, just the way you needed it. Wanted it."

"God, you're both so callous and domineering," she murmurs, her gaze smouldering as she looks at both of you. "So cruel. No wonder Valerie's behaving. She must be terrified of both of you. Is this what you did to her?"

"We'll make you a deal," Brian says coldly. "We won't tell you what goes on with Valerie, and we won't tell Valerie what goes on with you." She looks anxious, her chin trembling slightly.

"Are you terrified of us Deborah?" you ask with a cruel smile. "I think you like being a little terrified. I think you're getting wet and anxious all over again. Thinking about being manhandled and used like a bitch in heat."

She bites her lip and looks at you, her growing excitement plain to see.

"You can't....you mustn't...not so soon...." she whimpers softly, slowly backing away from the two of you, her eyes clearly giving the lie to her protests.