Millie returns. Hunter comes. He makes an offer.

Millie bent to put the glass of water and napkin down, her eyes drinking up the scene as she showed off her modest cleavage. Hunter reached out and put his hand on top of hers, making her quiver, her eyes widening as she looked into his. Carlotta was sucking and slurping and stroking with urgent need as she took Hunter deeper, whining around his shaft.

Hunter rocked his hips slightly, holding Millie's gaze as he grunted softly, his cock pulsing and throbbing as his explosion neared. He rested one hand on Carlotta's bobbing head, pumping gently as she sucked.

"Almost done," he murmured, watching Millie bite her lips, her eyes glittering with excitement.

Carlotta pressed her head down as far as she could, taking as much of his stiff meat as her mouth could hold, purring around the sensitive flesh as her fingers stroked him. Hunter grimaced, then grunted once as he exploded, spurting jet after jet of cream into the Latina's greedy mouth.

"Fuck yessss," Hunter groaned softly, loving he sensation of Carlotta trying to swallow his load, obviously **** to get every drop. Millie just stared into his eyes, her hand trapped under his gentle touch, chewing on her lip and wriggling against the edge of the table.

Hunter felt Carlotta trembling under his hand, slowly withdrawing her mouth as she swirled her hot tongue up his shaft, cleaning him as she left. She sat up slowly, her face a mask of wanton harlotry, a dribble of seed trickling from one corner of her pretty mouth.

Hunter smiled into her adoring eyes and with one finger scooped up a morsel of the cream on her chin. With a calculating smile he held it out to Millie, the pearl like drop glistening on his fingertip.

"Would you like a taste?" he asked with a smouldering smile.