Finale Sara

Late at night, when the party was already in full swing, Lisa pulled Sara into a small, dark side room next to the suite. She closed the door behind her and looked at Sara’s mature, curvy figure in the dim light. “Sara… I have a very special assignment for you. The very last and hottest one of the whole night.”

Sara swallowed. By now, she knew that tone of Lisa’s all too well.

Lisa smiled, a look that was both cold and lustful. “Svenja isn’t just going to get fucked tonight. She’s going to be broken. We’ve set up a sex swing—right in the honeymoon suite. Svenja will hang there naked, completely helpless, and spread wide open. Five black guys with really thick, long cocks are already waiting. They’re going to fuck her for hours. Pussy, ass, mouth—everything. And before that, we’ll coat her whole body with lube and oil so every inch is shiny and slippery. She’s going to look like a cheap, naked fuck toy on her own wedding night.”

Sara was breathing heavily. Her own heavy tits were rising and falling rapidly.

Lisa stepped closer and spoke more softly, but more urgently:

“You’ll help her get into the swing. You’ll secure her—the leather straps around her wrists, ankles, and thighs. You’ll spread her legs wide until her pussy and ass are completely open and inviting. You’ll take off her veil so she can see everything that’s happening to her. And while the five black cocks fuck her one after the other and all at once, you’ll be able to fuck Florian right next to her.”

Sara bit her lower lip. Her pussy contracted tellingly.

“You’ll distract him. You’ll lure him into another room, undress him, suck his cock, rub your tits against him, turn him on—but you won’t let him come. You’ll string him along until Svenja’s been thoroughly fucked and covered in cum. Only then can you leave him behind.”

Lisa placed a hand on Sara’s shoulder and looked her straight in the eyes. “You have a choice, Sara. Either you help us humiliate your little sister once and for all tonight… or you walk away. But I know how horny the thought makes you—Svenja hanging helplessly in the swing while five thick black cocks use her at the same time.” Sara stood motionless for a moment. Her breathing was rapid. Then she nodded slowly, her voice hoarse: “I’ll do it.”

Lisa smiled contentedly.

“Good. Then go to Svenja now and tell her that Florian is waiting for her in the suite. And that you’ll help her get ready… for her wedding night.”