A real man

"Sure. Where should we go?" Carlos asks.

"Follow me."

Carlos stands up so I walk over to Greg, who looks to me and stammers "What are you doing?"

"Turn around."

He obeys my order, turning around to me. I then bend over and brace my hands on his knees. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Well... Not like-"

"Too bad."

Carlos then gets behind me and pulls my skirt up.

"Mhmm, you have a very nice ass, Amelia." He says.

"And it's all yours, Carlos."

He then pulls my panties to the side, before dragging his tongue along my slit. As I moan in pleasure, I look at the surprise written all over Greg's face. I'm sure he realizes I don't have to fake it for Carlos. It doesn't take him long to hone in on my clit and make my smile that much bigger and my moans that much louder. I'm sure every inch of my body betrays how much more I'm enjoying this, from my fingers digging into Greg's thighs, to whatever expression my face has fallen into.

"Ohh fuck... He's so good at this." I moan.

Greg offers me no response, only a dumbfounded expression on his face. I, however, continue to moan as I feel my knees go weak. My jaw drops as my eyes roll into the back of my head as the climax hits me, my body convulsing to the blissful sensation. Carlos' tongue then leaves my body as I catch my breath. Once I've finally come down from my orgasmic high, I look to Greg and say "At least one of you can make me cum."

"Why are you doing this?" He gasps.

"Isn't this what you wanted? For me to convince Carlos? You should be thanking me."

Greg attempts to stammer his way towards an answer. That's when I grope his crotch, feeling his hard cock.

"Ohh, this is turning you on, isn't it? Being cucked. Hmm? You don't need those blue pills anymore."

Again, he's at a loss for words.

"Enough of him."

That's when Carlos slaps my ass, making me gasp. I then cock my head to the real man in the room, who's shed his clothes to flaunt his chiseled physique and rock hard cock. He might be the same size as Greg, but behind that cock is a real man, and if his tongue is any indication of his skill, I'm in for a much better time.