Mistress

“Call me Mistress, and Amy- Madam” smirking deviously.

“Yes mistress”

“I don’t want you using your hands on my feet, use your tongue”

“Bu-” you begin

“She’s right, if I have to use my mouth, you have to too.” Amy came out. You looked at her and saw your girlfriend's red fiery hair a mess, covered in strands of viscous white. Her crotch, ass, tits and face had Monica’s seed covering them, her mark left to show you. Her stomach looked full as if she had eaten at a buffet.

As she walked to the kitchen for a drink you also noticed her ass had a large, dark-skinned dildo rammed up her hole.

Your girlfriend noticed your curiosity. She stood in front of you and turned around. She spread her plumb cheeks and showed it to you.

“It’s Monica’s present for me, a perfect mould of her cock to stop her lovely cum from being wasted.”

Monica chimed in “I felt her asshole wasn’t stretched enough, from her previous experience” her foot poking the tent in your pants. “This should fix that”

“Isn’t she so thoughtful? So while you lick her feet, I am going to clean her up.” Amy then started to lick Monica’s heavy balls, sucking them and taking them into her mouth. You heard a pop as she played with them in her mouth, Looking up you see she left them clean and shining.

She moved onto Monica’s pulsating cock, getting more and more erect by the second. It seemed bigger than before, closer to almost 10 inches.

“Hey, you have your job to do” Monica then pushes her toes into your mouth. Almost by instinct, you start cleaning them, leaving them spotless from any grime.

You continued down her soles and onto her heel, sucking them.

“Your cock’s throbbing Moni, does it turn you on that much to see him down there?”

“You have no idea” Monica then grabs Amy’s head and guides it to her cock. All you heard were wet slurping sounds as Amy expertly guided her mouth to trace every vein, fold and crevice of her rod.

Every time you tried to look up Monica would simply push the feet in your mouth down, forcing your head lower. So all you could hear was glock glock glock* as Amy’s mouth made passionate love to Monica’s cock.

You could not tell how long she went for but it was enough for Monica to finish a relaxed meal. Once she did so, Monica got Amy’s head and pushed it down to her cock’s base.

“Get ready slut!”

You looked up out of curiosity. Hot cum came out of her urethra, and thick viscous ropes of fertile spunk coated her stomach. Amy’s stomach expanded to accommodate the never-ending fluids. Once her stomach couldn’t take it anymore she tried to fill her mouth but it was futile as it spilled out of her mouth and onto her naked body.

Monica took it out and made sure to cover your girl’s beautiful features and breasts in her seed. Looking at you and smiling, knowing she just marked her claim.