Denise's perspective

Denise was still kneeling and whimpering her body still on fire as she watched Jon pummel Sarah's pussy. She needed to be fucked so badly, but Jon was torturing her. He had ordered her between his legs leaving her **** but to watch as Sarah's pussy swallowed his cock over and over. Tears ran down her cheeks, her body screaming for some kind of release. She wanted to slide her hand down to her crotch, but the belt and cuffs blocked her from any pleasure.

When Jon looked down at her and smiled his evil smile, Denise felt helpless and trapped. She heard a scream and watched as his seed gushed out of Sarah pussy, but before she could look away, Sarah moaned as her body erupted, it sent spray after spray of her fluids all over her face and chest.

Denise opened her mouth, trying to catch their fluids, praying that would be enough to make her cum, but all it did was make her want it even more.

She watched as Sarah collapsed on Jon's chest, and heard her mewing and completely satisfied. Denise fell to the floor her mind and body defeated.

Jon looked down at Denise lying on the floor; her face still covered in cum. He nudged Sarah and whispered in her ear. "Look at the slut; she is ours to play with. She will do anything we desire just for a chance to cum!"

Sarah turned to look at her friend on the floor. She watched as Denise slowly pushed her face against Jon's feet. When she saw Denise's tongue slip out of her mouth and lick his toes, her body erupted again.