Nicky's Influence

Katzenberg needed to seal the deal, and fast. Mary Jane was having doubts. A part of her was still fighting against the arousal.

He pulled MJ into his large dark bedroom. Only the lights of the city shining through, and laid her down.

Not giving her a minute of respite, he dove down between her legs, his tongue sliding up and down her thighs. He held her tight, his hands gripping her ass. He was bombarding her with sensations, heating het back up, stoking the fire.

His tongue drove at her wet cunt. He would not be denied. Not this day. Sucking and probing inside of her, Katzenberg's **** was relentless. MJ pushed her hands against his head getting closer and closer, almost hitting....

But just then he stopped.

Katzenberg disengaged with Mary Jane. Her breathing so heavy now.

"No... no... almost there," she said softly as she watched him roll beside her, his cock waving in the air.

MJ couldn't help it. She needed his touch and moved to go down on him, her lips wet. She licked back and forth, actually looking forward to pleasuring Katzenberg.

Nick stopped her as she approached his cock, her lips poised at his cock head.

"Not this time Red.... This time Nicky wants more."

He grabbed her arms as tugged her upwards, her body sliding right against his dick.

She knew what that meant. Now they both needed to know if she was willing to go that far.

She raised her hips up, climbing over his large body, her eyes focused on the erect dick poised to penetrate her tight slit.