Matt over Miranda

“I guess I’m low card again,” Miranda sighed. I still had my fingers on her clit, though she’d closed her legs around my hand again, so I gave her clit hood a little pinch just to remind her I was there.

Not that I really thought she’d forget.

Matt, with a Queen of hearts, took a breath and nodded. “Alright John, I’m high card and Miranda is low card.”

He waved as if he didn’t care.

Matt kept talking loudly, making sure John could hear him. “Miranda, I can’t stop John’s dare from continuing, so I dare you to go and give a blowjob to John.”

John let out some sort of a ‘Huh?’ noise from underneath Nicole’s ass.

Miranda looked back at me as if to apologize, and started to stand up, but was surprised when I stood up with her and stayed partially-buried in her cunt. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“Hey, just because you’re going over there doesn’t mean our dare has to end,” I said. “I’m coming with you.”

It was complete bullshit, and Miranda smirked and sort of pressed back against me as she chuckled. Together we shuffled over and she ended up kneeling on the couch around John’s legs, bending forward to bring her face down to his dick, while I put one foot up on the couch and kept one on the floor, standing behind her.

“Alright,” Miranda sighed. “We’re now officially quadrupling the number of dicks I’ve had in my mouth.” She leaned forward and took John’s penis, semi-flaccid since the confrontation, and sucked it into her mouth. I gave her one strong suck, letting John feel her mouth on him, before I started slowly thrusting in and out of Miranda’s cunt.

She hummed on John’s dick, her vaginal muscles fluttering around me.

“I think this is a fine compromise, yeah?” I said. I had Miranda ass up and face down in John’s cock, and Nicole was sitting on John’s face as she bit her lip and looked me right in the eye. Her tits, still encased in that heavy bra, looked great and I winked at her. And Nicole, who other than those twenty minutes in the bathroom upstairs had always been standoffish at best with me, smiled.

“Heh,” I chuckled. “Sarah?”

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