Miri’s Turn

“But now I think it’s time for Miri’s assessment.” Using your other hand you guide the other girl’s head down and forward.

She opens her mouth, staring up at you as she extends her tongue and lowers her head over your cock. The wonderful, warm heat of her mouth envelops you, her tongue stroking the underside as she pushes herself down and down. She’s clearly well practiced at this as she accepts you into the tightness of her throat without pausing, grinning triumphantly around your cock as her lips reach her fingers and she moves her hand, and keeps taking you in. You groan in approval, reaching down to tangle your fingers in her dark hair.

“Oh fuck! Good girl!”

“Fuck her mouth sir!” Joe urges you, gently squeezing your balls. “She can take it!”

You flex your hips and do just that, stroking in and out of her mouth, the dark room filling with the wet, slurping sounds of your member pushing in and out. Joe watches in apparent fascination as her friend’s lips and throat bulge and stretch with each thrust. Miri’s hands grip your ass and pull you eagerly in as you grip her head.

“Fuuuuck.” You groan, looking down at Joe. “Is her ass as good as her mouth?”

Joe grins up at you, reaching down to flip up her friend’s skirt and squeeze one of the pert cheeks below. “Even better Sir!”