Reprieve

After the latest ****, Keon took his remaining girls to Vegas to get away and unwind for a few days. The girls instinctively partnered up with their watchers for the evening. Carrie, being the prized ho, spent the night with Keon and Nia.

"She really eat pussy that good, cuz?" Keon asked. He was behind Carrie, his big black cock buried in her soft, velvet, wet sex. On Carrie's other end sat Nia, looking down into Carrie's soft brown eyes while Carrie sucked at her thick black cuntlips.

"Oh yeah, this bitch eats good," Nia said, burying her fingers into Carrie's dark mane, whimpering as Carrie started to nurse at her thick clit. She relaxed in this moment, this sweet moment of peace, the fear miles behind them.

"She fucks good too," Keon said. He was more sparse with his praise, but everyone knew Carrie was favored. His heavy balls slapped her clit loudly, as the two black cousins controlled the white slut.

"Fuck ... you're making me cum, baby," Nia cried out, clutching Carrie's face tight to her pussy as she squealed, cumming hard against him. In tune with her, Carrie started to cum too.

"Oh, damn, you trained this bitch right," Keon said. The sheer eroticism of the moment spurred his own climax, painting Carrie's protected womb with thick seed. Carrie moaned loudly, tasting one owner's pussy juices as her other owner filled her with seed. She could get used to this.