Jasmine and George explore his fantasies

It didn’t take long for George and Jasmine to return to her place, only a few floors up. George was surprised the bar let them take the drinks, but Jasmine just waved to them as they left, and the bartender nodded.

Jasmine’s apartment was sparsely furnished but quite pleasant. She put her drink on the coffee table and turned the tv on. “I want you naked by the time this starts playing.”

George paused briefly, putting his drink down before stripping off. When she turned around again, she looked him over, “Oh, nice,” she said, “I’m sorry we haven’t done this sooner.”

As the screen started playing the live stream again, it showed Abbey with one of the guys in her arse and another in her cunt. “I love being used like this,” she said. “I can’t wait to be owned by you all. I can’t wait to be bred by you all.”

Wayne laughed, “So, you want four babies, one from each of us, then?” he asked.

As Wayne spoke, Jasmine pushed George back onto the couch and quickly pulled the top over her head. Her pert breasts were on display, with a black tattoo of a rose creeping up the inside of her left tit.

“You are going to own me, so as many as you like,” Abbey moaned.

Jasmine smiled, “God, I love seeing your cock throb as Abbey begs to be bred,” she said as she unzipped and let her skirt fall to the ground. Dressed only in black high heels, she stepped over to him and knelt on the couch over him. “So,” she said as the moans on TV grew louder. “You have to tell me your ultimate fantasy for all this?”

She rubbed her cunt against his cock, but didn’t let him penetrate her yet. George moaned and wrapped his arms around her. “To sell Abbey, no conditions, no holdouts,” he said.

Jasmine moaned at his words, “And what if the boys decide to sell her on? You want first dibs?”

“Of course, but she will be theirs. They could choose to do whatever, offer her to me, auction her off. Sell her to someone else.” George explained. “They could also decide to keep her for making more porn or breeding.”

Jasmine kissed him softly, “And where am I an all this?” she asked.

“Well,” George began, “Maybe you can stay with me while she’s owned. Sublet this place out, and stay with me. That way, we could go visit and see Abbey being used, bred, etc.”

Jasmine moaned at his words, “Well, that sounds like fun. Would you like to own me?” she asked.

George moaned again, “Maybe,” he said. “Or, if the boys sell Abbey back, maybe we could own her.”

Jasmine smiled as they heard Abbey thanking one of the boys for another load. “We,” Jasmine said, “and what would I need owning Abbey for?”

George shrugged, “Loan her back to the boys, or your cousin, rent her out, have her on hand to eat your cunt?”

George’s voice broke through their conversation, “Have I taken a load from each of you now?” she panted. The boys responded with a round of yes. “Good, if you don’t mind, I want a quick shower and something to eat, then I’m happy to get back into it.”

Frankie shook her head. “The boys need to see off the mother and daughter duo with the last little bit of professional recording. Hopefully, they will be up for it again after several hours.”

Wayne laughed, “Oh shit yeah. By the time George get’s here tomorrow, I want you addicted and high. Cause I know you agree to too much when you smoke weed.”

Abbey moaned, “I’m tempted to agree to be sold to you while sober; I can’t imagine what I would agree to if I were high.”

Jasmine bent backwards and picked up the remote from the table, showing impressive flexibility. “Well, maybe we can turn that back on later. For now, I have two questions for you. I’ve got some weed; should I bring it tomorrow? And will you eat my cunt before fucking me?”

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