Something about Salads...

You move back a couple of steps unburrowing your meat out of Scarlett’s lips with a loud suction sound, the woman was still eager and hadn’t cum yet.

You sigh feeling slightly spent after the good throating you gave and received from the starlet with your member half erect dangling in between your tights glistening in your own cum and saliva. The actress was still on her knees breathing deep, a playful smile and absent eyes probably in some sort of afterglow from the oxygen nurturing her brain once again. Her arms were both limps on her sides, so her friend took the opportunity and massaged her boobs one with each hand and her lips caught the skin from her friend’s neckside, moving up with kisses till she reached her face and licked her lips to remove and taste the cum that had escaped from “Nat’s” nostrils with loud moans, as if she were a porn actress.

You thought on giving up the act and continue with a regular fuck session, but maybe the situation you had created was the turn on which made all this possible. Then, you realize Scarlett had returned here because of te video you had lent her yesterday and brought Elizabeth with her because of that particular reason.

“Salad Tossing Dykes 11”.

As you watched the lesbian scene unfurl in front of you, each second more passionate seeming as if they had all but forgotten about you except when they gave you a swift glance and a grin acknowledging your presence, your imagination once again starts to plan for a position which you could watch and play while one girl ate the other’s ass.

First thing, you remember a dubious gift from your boss. He had found it in the floor without a price tag and covered in parts with a slimy liquid and when you arrived he just said “just take it, I don’t want it nor need it” and left. And so you ended up the day with one leash more rich than before.

You left the two to their devices for a couple minutes, carrying the leash back and with enough ideas on your mind to turn your half-mast into a full-mast. Both chicks noticed you and the toy in your hands and stopped kissing each other, Elizabeth removes her hand from inside ScarJo’s suit, buried deep between her legs. The redhead’s boobs giggle when she turns at you and you get to admire a visage so erotic your greed makes you wish for no one else to be able to see this ever.

The plan was to use the leash on Scarlett, your current "****". But you COULD get creative and “enslave” Elizabeth too.