It’s a matter of reciprocity!

“Remember what I said?” Barry teased. He stood up, and showed his big throbbing cock to Caroline Clark again. “Now, it’s your turn.”

Caroline breathed heavily. In her state of heightened arousal, suddenly the dick she’d snapped a picture of earlier looked so… interesting, inviting. She slid off her chair and got on her knees, taking a moment to look at his cock. Her hand went to stroke it, and she registered how hard and long it was.

Gingerly, she took it into her mouth. Barry’s cock tasted wonderful, and Caroline did her best to get every last inch of it into her mouth, but ended up a few short. She bobbed her head up and down, trying to make progress every time she went back down.

“Mmmmmm…” Caroline moaned with Barry’s cock in her mouth, closing her eyes while she hummed with pleasure. Maybe now she could do it… she went to finger herself, hoping that the orgasm that eluded her would come again and be undiminished now that she would be cumming while sucking another man’s dick, but Barry knew she’d try it and used his hands to grab her arms and raise them such that she couldn’t do anything but look up at him.

“Say you’ll be my slut. Submit to the Barrower, and tell him to ‘barrow me, baby’. Do that, and you’ll get what all you whores want.”