The High Life

"Try this one," Elizabeth said, picking it out. It was a double date, of sorts. Mira picked out the cigar, inhaling it.

"Yeah, this is nice," Mira agreed. "Douglas has the best taste in cigars."

"That he does," Black Jack agreed. "His shit turned Black Jack into a proper gentleman." They all laughed. Mira and Black Jack were bottomless as they lit the cigars, sitting back with fine whiskey. Before them were Douglas and Elizabeth. Elizabeth leaned in, wrapping her soft lips around Black Jack's large, flaccid pole, and Douglas did the same for Mira. He sucked her golden cock, until it was big and stiff and proud, while Elizabeth gargled Black Jack's balls.

Mira came first, her cigar in her mouth, chewing on the end as her hands plunged into Douglas's balding pate. Black Jack came later, pulling out of Elizabeth's mouth and coating her face in thick seed.

"Well, aren't we a pair," Elizabeth said to her ex-husband, smiling impishly.