Betray the liberatrix

As the bro approached her on the far side of the street a mischievous smile spread across Charlottes face. He would be all she needed to exact petty **** on the liberatrix, it was just a matter of getting his attention as quietly as possible. First she tried just waving her arms, but to no avail. Next she jumped on the spot and swung her arms like she was a castaway trying to signal a passing jet, but still nothing. Finally she resorted to her ultimate weapon. With a frustrated sigh she hooked her fingers under her bikini top and deftly pulled it up, flashing her impressive breasts at the unsuspecting fratboy.

This caught his attention, making him do a double take at the sight before darting across the road so recklessly that he would have been flattened if there was any traffic. Pulling up at her he snaked a hand around her hip and began his standard pick up talk. "Hey babe, what do you say we-"

"Shut it." Charlotte cut him off, irritably trying to **** her big breasts back into her tight bikini. "Listen, you're not fucking me. You're going to fuck the Liberatrix." She explained with a flourish, expecting an excited response from the DKM bro. Instead he stared at her blankly

"The Liberatrix." She repeated.

He cocked an eyebrow

"Your enemy?"

"I have an enemy?"

"Not you personally! DKM!"

"We have enemies?"

Charlotte groaned again. Apparently this Liberatrix wasn't as renowned as she'd made it seem. Regardless Charlotte still wanted some payback so she resorted to explaining things in simple turns.

"Do you hear that?" She asked. They both stayed silent for a moment, allowing the faint rhythmic sounds of bodies slapping to be heard, while quiet moans rose through the sea air.

"That's a girl fucking one of your DKM claims, moving in on your territory. I think you should go down there and teach her a lesson." As she said that the DKM bro smiled and nodded sagely.

"I know what you mean." He replied. "Teach her a lesson with my dick, right?"

Charlotte rolled her eyes so hard she thought she might pass out. "Yes, that." She answered tersely, straining to hold back from calling him an idiot.

Finally the bro seemed to get the message and as he descended the stairs Charlotte smirked evilly once again. It may have been a pain but she was going to get even with the Liberatrix by giving her a taste of her own medicine. "Who knows?" Charlotte thought, remembering the considerable bulge in the mans shorts. "Maybe she'll like it."

Downstairs Felicia was completely engrossed in fucking Naomi. She'd started experimenting with different strokes, relishing in the different moans, gasps and whispers she could drive from the redhead. Like her body was an instrument and she was the musician. She was definitely better at this than she was at the violin. Felicia was mid-stroke when the door burst open behind her. "H-hey, occupied-!" she yelled turning her head towards the intruder but two strong masculine hands grabbed her, pushing her forwards so she was pressed against Naomi.

"Looks like you've got room for one more." Came a gruff voice from behind her, followed by a second intruder, this one arriving between her legs. Forcing its way between the strap-on and her body she felt a hard thick cock glide against her wet pussy lips, sending shivers through her body. Fucking Naomi had been incredible but it was just making Felicia hornier while doing very little to actually get herself off. This cock seemed like a godsend, arriving just in time to finish her. And she could tell by the way it throbbed against her that it would make her come hard if she let it.

But she was the Liberatrix, she was supposed to be fighting these dicks not letting them fuck her pussy. "Even if they are big and thick and juicy and..." Felicia was practically drooling at the thought. Would she really fall at the first hurdle and give in to DKM dick?