Yes

Payton looked over her shoulder at Dan, who was watching them with an intensity that made her pussy clench. He had moved closer to the bed, his cock jutting out, begging for attention. Kylie noticed the exchange and grinned wickedly. "Looks like someone enjoyed the show," she said, her voice still hoarse from her climax.

With a flick of her wrist, she released Payton's hair and slid down the bed, her eyes never leaving Dan's cock. "Your turn to perform," she told Payton, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Make him cum, but don't let him touch you unless I say so."

Payton nodded, her heart racing with the thrill of the challenge. She turned to face Dan, licking her lips as she took in the sight of his hard cock, glistening with precum. "Do you want me to fuck him or suck him to make him cum, mistress?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction.

Kylie's eyes narrowed with pleasure at the question. "Start with your mouth," she said, her own hand still playing idly with her clit. "But don't let him cum until I say so. And remember, no touching unless I give you permission."

Payton nodded, her gaze locked onto Dan's cock as she leaned in closer. She took him into her mouth, her eyes flicking up to meet his. The connection between them was electric, the promise of future encounters unspoken but undeniable. Dan's eyes rolled back in his head as she began to suck, his hips rising off the bed with every bob of her head.

"Fuckkkk," he grunted, his hands balling into fists at his sides as he struggled not to touch her. The sound of his pleasure only spurred Payton on, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, her cheeks hollowing with every suck. She could feel Kylie's eyes on her, the heat of her gaze a constant presence.

Dan's eyes met Kylie's, and she nodded, giving him a wink that sent a thrill down Payton's spine. He reached out, his hand gently caressing Payton's cheek as she worked him, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. The sensation was almost too much, the intimacy of the gesture making her want to scream.

Kylie's eyes narrowed, watching the exchange, but she didn't stop them. Instead, she leaned back on her elbows, her legs still spread wide, watching Payton with a mix of hunger and satisfaction. "Keep going," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr.

Payton's movements grew more urgent, her own need building as she felt Dan's cock swell in her mouth. The taste of him was addictive, the way his body responded to her touch making her feel like a goddess. Kylie's hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers playing with her clit as she watched Payton's head bob up and down.

"Good," Kylie murmured, her voice a low growl of approval. "Make him beg for it."

Payton took Dan's cock out of her mouth, panting and eager to obey. She stroked him slowly, her hand a teasing whisper against his sensitive skin. "Please, mistress," she heard herself say, the words surprising her with their urgency. "May I make him cum?"

Kylie's eyes glittered with mischief. "Not yet," she purred, sliding down the bed until she was eye level with Payton's pussy. "First, I want to taste how good my husband makes you."

Without another word, she buried her face between Payton's legs, her tongue diving into her folds. The sensation was unexpected, but Payton's body responded immediately, her hips rocking into the wet warmth of Kylie's mouth. The feeling of Kylie's tongue on her clit was almost too much, and she had to fight the urge to cum again.

Dan's hand found her ass, his fingers digging in as he watched his wife taste his lover. The sight was too much for him, and he could feel his own climax building. "Fuck," he groaned, his eyes glazed with lust.

"Look at him," Kylie murmured against Payton's clit. "He's so close."

Payton's eyes locked on the sight of Dan's face. The power she felt was intoxicating, the desire to make him cum overwhelming. But Kylie's command echoed in her mind, and she knew she had to wait.

With a sultry smile, she turned her attention back to Dan's cock, stroking him gently, watching the pre-cum bead and slide down his shaft. She knew she had him on the edge, and she relished the feeling of control she had over his body. His breath hitched as her thumb circled the head of his cock, the anticipation in his eyes unmistakable.

"Mistress, please," Dan begged, his voice strained with need. "Let me cum. Let me fill her mouth."

Kylie's eyes flicked up to meet Payton's, a challenge in her gaze. "You can," she said, her voice a seductive whisper. "But only if you can hold out."

Payton's heart raced, her hand moving faster on Dan's shaft. She could feel his cock pulse with each stroke, knew he was on the brink. She took him into her mouth again, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Kylie's tongue on her clit was driving her wild, the pressure building once more.

"I'm going to cum," Payton gasped, her voice muffled by Dan's cock. Kylie's eyes narrowed, a mix of challenge and lust. "Do you want to swallow him?"

Payton nodded, her eyes never leaving Kylie's. "Yes, mistress," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.

As Dan watched, his heart pounded in his chest. The sight of Payton, her lips wrapped around his cock, her eyes glazed with passion and submission, stirred something deep within him. Was it just the heat of the moment, the thrill of the taboo, or was it something more? He had always loved Kylie, but Payton's touch, her willingness to submit to both of them, was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

His cock throbbed on its own, seemingly with a mind of its own, begging for release. The room was a symphony of moans and wet sounds, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Every stroke of Payton's hand, every flick of her tongue, brought him closer to the edge. It was agonizingly delicious, the anticipation of his climax building with every passing second.

"Please, mistress," Dan panted, his hips bucking involuntarily. "Let me cum in her mouth."

Kylie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she pulled away from Payton's pussy, her own desire painted on her flushed cheeks. "Very well," she purred, watching Payton's eager expression. "But remember, no swallowing until I say so."

The words were like a trigger, and Payton felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her body. The idea of holding Dan's cum in her mouth, of being denied her own release, was almost too much to bear. But she nodded, her eyes never leaving Kylie's.

Dan's cock swelled, the veins pulsing in time with his racing heartbeat. Payton could feel the tension in him, the **** need for release. She sucked harder, her hand moving in time with her mouth, her eyes locked on his. The connection was palpable, a silent dance of pleasure and power that had her pussy clenching with every stroke.

Kylie's eyes were on her, watching her every move, her own hand still playing with her clit. The sight of her friend's enjoyment was intoxicating, fueling Payton's desire to push Dan over the edge. She knew Kylie was enjoying the show, the thrill of watching Payton take her husband's cock in her mouth.

The room was a symphony of gasps and moans as Payton's hand and mouth worked in tandem, bringing Dan closer and closer to his climax. His breath grew ragged, his hips jerking upward as she deep-throated him, her throat muscles contracting around his length. She could feel his cock pulsing, his balls tightening with every stroke.

But Dan gave Payton a knowing look, his eyes filled with an understanding that went beyond the physical. It was a silent promise that this wouldn't be the last time they shared such an intimate moment. The connection between them was undeniable, a spark that had been lit in the heat of the moment and now burned with a fierce intensity.

"Now," Kylie purred, her voice like a whip crack. The anticipation in the air was electric as Payton braced herself for Dan's release. His cock spasmed, and with a roar of pleasure, he came, his hot cum filling her mouth. She obeyed Kylie's command, not swallowing, keeping it pooled on her tongue as she pulled away, her eyes watering slightly from the effort.

Dan's cock was semi-erect again, a testament to his stamina and the thrill of the situation. Kylie watched, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she licked her own fingers clean of Payton's juices.