Madeline doesn't share.

A slow squirt of pre-cum in Madeline's mouth indicated that Ringo was going to burst soon. But Madeline decided that she didn't want to share with Sunny. Maybe it was because something inside of her just wanted to devour every bit herself in the heat of the moment, or maybe it was her age old habit of finishing what she started. Maybe it was just the booze.

Madeline's lips closed tighter around Ringo's shaft as she swallowed his salty pre-cum. Madeline moved her lips back slowly to Ringo's head, looked up at him for a moment then moved in short quick movements on his head and half of his shaft all while looking deeply into his eyes. Sunny's mouth was plying Ringo's balls with kisses and sucking drunkenly as Ringo stared down at Madeline and he couldn't fight it anymore, even liquored up this was simply too much to handle.

"Ogh ughhhhhhhhhhh!" Ringo moaned, his knees quivering as he began to cum inside Madeline's mouth. His first volley of warm semen shot deep into Madeline's throat. Tasting his warm gooey seed she moved her mouth back just to his head as his second salvo filled her mouth. She swallowed it down eagerly. His third and final shot of cum was smaller but quickly taken down. Madeline began to suck slower, milking his cock of every last drop. He almost whimpered in joy as he looked down and saw the two working his manhood. He hadn't gotten anything this good, even in Vegas--even paying for services at the Gomorrah.

Sunny slowly realized what happened. And looked at Madeline in feigned dispair.

"You didn't save me any!" she pouted playfully.

"Oh shut up." Madeline slurred slightly as she moved to kiss Sunny.

That night was a blur of ecstasy as they continued to fornicate around the fire...