Naomi gets spit roasted

Naomi smirked to herself, thinking about how she could get back at Paul. Fuck him and his collar, fuck his leash, and fuck giving blowjobs when her commands. It was her body, and she’d do whatever she wanted with it.

She made eye contact with the blonde guy, watching the water drip down his body. His pecs were foamy, and his cock looked great through those trucks. She smiled at him. The other guy looked great too, his arms were big, and he was almost as ripped as the blonde. She caught his eye too.

“Hey,” Naomi said. “This is going to sound crazy, but do you both wanna fuck me?”

The other guy laughed, but the blonde kept his eye contact. “Sure,” he said with a smile.

They looked at each other for a moment, the second guy grinning, but he seemed apprehensive.

“Come on,” the blonde said. “It’ll be fun.”

“I want you both,” Naomi said as she was on all fours in front of them. “At the same time. I want you to spit roast me in this shower.”

“Alright,” the second guy said. “As long as I can have her mouth.”

Naomi got to her feet, smiling all the time, wondering whether to take the maid outfit off or not. The one good thing about it was that it gave easy access if she wanted to have them do her from behind.