Gag harder

Her mouth worked furiously around him, her gag reflex fighting the intrusion but ultimately succumbing to his demanding rhythm. The redhead's ministrations on his balls grew more intense, her tongue swirling and flicking, driving him closer to the edge. The room was a blur of faces, each one a mask of wanton desire, as he held onto the counter for support.

The brown-haired woman's eyes began to water as she took him deeper, her throat constricting around his cock. He could feel the pressure building, and he knew he was about to explode. But he wasn't going to end this show without Brandi's participation.

He withdrew from the woman's mouth with a wet pop, his cock glistening with her saliva. He looked directly at Brandi, who was leaning against the counter, watching with a mix of amusement and arousal. "You're up," he said, his voice firm. She raised an eyebrow but didn't protest. Instead, she sauntered over, her hips swaying with an unspoken challenge.

She doesn't immediately submit to his request. "Oh, really?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

John nodded. "Oh yeah," he said, his voice filled with authority. "You're going to do it."

Brandi playing hard to get said. "We'll see about that," with a smirk that didn't quite hide her excitement. She stepped closer to John, her high heels clicking on the tiles. Her friends watched with bated breath, the room's energy reaching a fever pitch.

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