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“Beg for it, Sabrina,” Gemma whispered to her.

“Puh-lease, Daddy-” Sabrina groaned, but got cut off as Gemma squeezed her fingers around the thin brunette’s throat again, starting to **** her.

You were still behind Sabrina, holding her by her little hips and thrusting your cock savagely… between her thighs. It helped that her pussy was leaking heavily and the top of your shaft was smashed up against her lips, the head of your cock knocking against her clit every time you pulled back. Gemma had found her footing again though and was now standing behind Sabrina, taking control of her as she pulled Sabrina’s hair by her now-messy pigtails, forcing the woman to raise her chin and expose her neck, so that Gemma’s other hand could grip her throat.

“Can you imagine what the security people would say if they opened the curtain right now?” Gemma whispered into Sabrina’s ear. “Sure, they’d think John and I were freaks. But you? God, you’re such a little whore for John.”

“I am,” Sabrina squeaked as Gemma let her breathe deeply again for a moment. “I’m his little whore toy, and he can fuck any part of me he wants. But please, baby. Put it in me!”

“Think she’s earned it?” you asked Gemma.

Your blonde girlfriend sighed dramatically. “Alright, I guess she has.”

In one swift motion, you pulled your cock from between Sabrina’s thighs, got it up into position, and speared it into her as Gemma let go of her hair and clapped a hand over Sabrina’s mouth in addition to **** her.

It was necessary because as soon as you fucked into that tight little pussy, Sabrina’s eyes rolled back in her head as she let out a wordless, chesty groan and her knees went weak. She came hard, leaning into Gemma as you kept her upright with your grip on her hips.

“God, such a needy little cock whore,” Gemma grinned, chuckling softly as she shook her head and watched Sabrina rolling through her orgasm.

Once Sabrina was in control of herself again, and you were slowly thrusting in and out of her, Gemma let go and stepped back, quickly stripping off the shirt and bra that were still hanging from her shoulders and then the plaid kilt that might as well have been a wide belt. That left her in the black panties and garter belt she’d been wearing, the gusset of her panties still pulled aside from you fucking her.

“God, you two are something fucking else,” you said.

“Love you, baby,” Gemma grinned at you.

“Yep,” Sabrina panted, waving loosely in the air. “Me, too.”

“Had enough?” you asked her.

“Nuh-uh,” she shook her head.

“Take a break,” you told her, pulling out of her. Then Gemma suppressed a little whoop of surprise as you grabbed her by her hips and spun her around, fishing your cock under her ass and getting it into position to fuck her from behind.

“Ooooh, fuck John,” Gemma moaned as you entered her, carving into her cunt. You clapped a hand over her mouth and you both went silent and still as you waited to see if anyone had heard her. When nothing happened after a minute, you slowly started to fuck into her again but didn’t take your hand from her mouth as she’d started to kiss your palm.

“Sabrina, give her some help to get there again,” you whispered.

Sabrina, who had fallen to her butt on the floor and had been smiling up at the two of you as she took deep breaths, got that naughty look on her face again and she sat up on her knees. She leaned forward and you lost sight of her, but based on Gemma’s growl in her chest you had a feeling that Sabrina had gotten her lips or tongue on the blonde’s clit.

You fucked like that for a few minutes, changing the pattern of your thrusts frequently so that Gemma couldn’t get into a rhythm. It frustrated her, but that’s how you wanted her - off-centre, not sure whether you were about to hammer her, or Sabrina was about to suck hard on her clit, or if you were going to grab a tit hard or caress her nipple softly. You did have one extra hand after covering her mouth, after all.

“I’m getting close,” you growled, feeling that rising temperature and tension in your balls again. How many times had you come today? It was starting to blend together a bit with the two of them keeping you so happily busy and well-teased. “Where should I come, Gemma?” you asked her. “Inside you seems like a waste of a filthy situation.”

“Hmmhs,” she mumbled through her palm.

“Tits?” you asked her.

She nodded quickly.

“Tits it is,” you said and kissed her cheek from behind, then thrust into her hard and rapid a half dozen times before pulling out of her.

Gemma quickly stepped over Sabrina and pivoted to sit on the stool in the corner of the room, thrusting her chest forward as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

“I got it,” Sabrina said as you stepped towards Gemma, jumping to her feet and standing behind and to the side of you, quickly grabbing your cock with both hands and starting to jerk you off fast. “Fuck, Gemma, you are so fucking hot. I swear you’re a just- yes, baby, let it go, there it is-”

You groaned and came, and Sabrina’s while double-handed jerking splattered your ropes of cum across Gemma’s chest and tits, and up her neck. A couple of flecks even hit her chin and lower lip.

When you were done, or maybe when Sabrina was done, Gemma looked like a splatter painting some kid made in kindergarten. But she was grinning and chuckling in between cooing softly at the feeling of you coming all over her hot, sweaty skin.

“Well, can’t let it go to waste, right?” Sabrina said and then leaned forward and started licking the cum off of Gemma. It wasn’t lost on you that Sabrina started with one of Gemma’s nipples.

‘Oh, shit,” Gemma sighed, closing her eyes as she absorbed the feelings working through her.

You were feeling the effects of two big orgasms in a row, and by all rights, you probably should have taken a beat to let your heart slow down, and your cock soften, and then zip up and help the girls get cleaned up.

But like Sabrina said, you couldn’t let anything go to waste. And she was leaning over at the waist, creating that sexy vision of licking your thick, white globs of cum off of Gemma, which meant her ass was pointed back at you, with those slick, rosy pink pussy lips right there looking at you.

“Fuck,” you grunted quietly, stepping up behind Sabrina and pressing your cock into her before it could start going properly soft.

“Fuuuck,” Sabrina moaned softly in Gemma’s cleavage.

“Fuck,” Gemma said, seeing you fucking Sabrina again as she opened her eyes.

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