Jimmy's offer is the best

John's fingers flew across the screen, his other hand tightening in Camila's hair as he **** her to take him deeper. "They around right now?" he typed to Jimmy, his pulse quickening at the thought of those two helpless bodies just waiting to be used. The phone vibrated almost instantly against Camila's tear-stained cheek. "Aunt's chilling in the guest room while my cousin is in my sisters room," Jimmy replied. John's hips jerked upward, his cock hitting the back of Camila's throat as he laughed - a dark, guttural sound.

John's fingers dug into Camila's scalp as he typed one-handed, his cock pulsing against her gagging throat. "Just you and them there?" he messaged Jimmy, saliva stringing between his lips and Camila's trembling ones. The reply came fast—"Yeah, parents are going to some some fucking charity dinner"—and John's hips pistoned upward, forcing a wet **** from Camila as he laughed.

John’s fingers flew across the screen, typing out a reply to Jimmy with one hand while the other kept Camila’s face pinned to his cock, her lips stretched obscenely around his girth. "Great. You win," he messaged, saliva beading at the corner of his mouth as he imagined Jimmy’s aunt and cousin limp beneath him. "Get them something to drink. I’m on my way."

His phone clattered onto the bed as he finally released Camila’s hair, her gasping breaths hot and ragged against his thighs.

John shoved Camila off his cock with a wet pop, her lips swollen and glistening. "Stay right fucking there," he ordered, smearing his spit-slick length across her flushed cheek as he stood. His jeans rasped against his half-hard erection while he snatched his phone, thumbing a quick message to Jimmy: "I'll leave my whore here for you."

Camila's breath hitched as John grabbed a fistful of her hair again, dragging her toward the dresser. He wrenched open the top drawer, pulling out a coiled length of rope, the fibers rough against her bare thigh as he shoved it into her trembling hands. "I am trying you to the bedpost so you can watch your daughter get fucked, I know Jimmy he is a sadist this will be fun," he growled, "I am leaving."

He gets dressed and heads over to Jimmy's house, it takes him only about 15 minutes to walk. When he gets there Jimmy is waiting, "I gave them a triple pour of drinks, they should be ready for you soon. They are both still hungover from last night so it should be easy."

John nods, thanks him and they both head towards their destination. John opens the door.