Time to shut this slut up with cock

Alex felt something shift inside him. It was his new dominant side. He stepped forward, his muscular hand landing firmly on Mrs. Nettle's shoulder. "Mrs. Nettle," he said, his voice thick with authority, "You need to calm down."

Her eyes widened at his touch, and she opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out. Instead, she just stared at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Alex could see her pink, erect nipples poking through the lace of her bra, begging for attention. He knew he had her in his grasp.

He turned to Ophelia, his hand still resting on Mrs. Nettle's shoulder. "And you," he said, his gaze drifting to her own nipples, which were now standing at attention, "You should know better."

Ophelia's mouth opened in outrage, but before she could say anything, Alex stepped closer and put his other hand on her shoulder. "On your knees," he ordered, his cock now fully erect and pointing at both of them like an accusatory finger.

Both women looked at him in shock, but something in his eyes made them obey, or maybe it was because of his monstercock?. They sank to their knees, their asses sticking up in the air like two delicious offerings. Alex stepped between them, his monstercock now at eye level with both.

"You're both sluts," he said, his voice a low growl. "And sluts need to be taught their place."

Mrs. Nettle's eyes flickered with something that looked like desire, and Alex felt a surge of power. "What are you talking about?" Ophelia demanded, but her voice was shaky.

"Your mom," Alex said, turning to Ophelia, "She's been a naughty girl, hasn't she?"

Mrs. Nettle's face flushed an even deeper shade of pink, and her pussy gushed wetness and the scent of her arousal filling the room. Alex smirked, knowing he had hit a nerve.

Ophelia's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing. Alex could see the wheels turning in her head, the realization dawning that her mom was indeed a slut, like ophelia was too. And now she was kneeling in front of him like a fucking toy and her own pussy wet and ready.

His cock mere inches from her face. "Open up babe," he said, his voice a command.

Without hesitation, she did as she was told, her full red lips parting to reveal her perfect, straight teeth. Alex slid his cock into her mouth, feeling the warmth and wetness as she began to suck. He watched as her cheeks hollowed.

Ophelia's eyes were glued to the sight when her own hand now moving to her pussy. She was rubbing herself, her breath coming in short gasps. Alex couldn't resist the urge to watch her, his cock growing even larger in her mother's mouth.

Mrs. Nettle's tongue swirled around his shaft, her eyes locked on his. He could feel her saliva dripping down his cock, the sensation making him want to explode. He pulled out, a strand of saliva connecting his cock to her lips. "Your turn," he said, turning to Ophelia.

Her eyes snapped to his, and for a moment, he saw the same defiance he had seen earlier. But it was quickly replaced by a look of need. She leaned forward, her huge breasts bouncing slightly, and took his cock into mouth, like a good girl.

Alex's abs rippled as Mrs. Nettle's manicured nails traced the contours of his sculpted stomach, her eyes glazed with lust. Her full, red lips wrapped around his musky balls, and she began to lick them with the enthusiasm of a starving kitten. The sight of his former friend and her mother, both kneeling before him, was almost too much to handle. His cock, already massive, grew even larger, pulsing with each stroke of Ophelia's tongue. He watched as her mother's saliva mixed with Ophelia's, the two sluts' mouths working in tandem to pleasure him. The sound of their wet, sloppy sucks filled the room, and he felt his orgasm building.

Ophelia's cheeks were hollowed out, her eyes watering from the effort of deep-throating his monster cock, while her mother's mouth was busy worshiping his balls, her tongue lapping at the sensitive skin. The drool from both women's mouths formed a puddle on the floor, a testament to their dedication to their task. Alex's cock grew even harder, and he knew he was close. "Swap," he grunted with voice thick with need.

Ophelia looked up at him with a questioning gaze, her mouth full of his cock. He nodded, and she reluctantly pulled away, her mother taking her place. Mrs. Nettle's eyes shone with excitement as she took his length into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she attempted to swallow every inch of him. Ophelia took over her mother's task, her tongue flicking over his balls, tasting the musky flavor of them.

The sight was too much for Alex to handle. He grabbed Ophelia's head and pushed it back down, holding it in place as he began to fuck her mother's mouth. His string hips bucked, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. "I'm gonna cum!" he warned, his voice strained.

Mrs. Nettle moaned around his cock, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Ophelia watched, her own mouth open, ready to catch any stray drops that might escape.

And then, with a roar that echoed through the house, Alex came. He shot his load into Mrs. Nettle's mouth, her cheeks bulging as she struggled to swallow his cum. It spilled out onto her chin and dripped down onto her chest, staining her pink blouse. Ophelia eagerly lapped it up from boobs of her mom, like a kitten, her eyes never leaving his.

Alex felt his cock begin to soften as the last waves of pleasure subsided. He stepped back, looking down at the two of them, both kneeling and covered in his cum. "Good sluts," he murmured, a smug smile playing on his lips.