Rielle opts for a threesome

Rielle’s text reads, “On my way. Let her blow you.” OK . . . I think, I guess Rielle wants to try a threesome? Well, if she’s good with it . . . When Leigh’s a little calmer, I ask her, “Do you deepthroat?”

“Of course,” she says with a smirk.

“Good,” I tell her. “You wanted to suck my cock?”

“Mmmmmmm, yes,” Leigh hums, licking her lips.

“For being a naughty little slut, I’m going to 69 you and fuck your face,” I say firmly. Her eyes glaze over with lust.

I get myself in position above Leigh, poising my big fuckpole above her waiting lips. She opens her mouth, and I thrust, driving in as far as I can go. She’s clearly practiced at this, because she swallows me without any difficulty, licking my shaft as I penetrate her tight, wet throat. I bend my head and take her pearl into my mouth. As I vigorously pump her face, I suck hard on her pearl, like I’m trying to turn it inside out, and start lashing it with my tongue and humming the bass line to “Another One Bites the Dust.”

Leigh’s third climax of our session hits as hard as the first two. Her throat has felt as good around my cock as any pussy I’ve yet had; when it convulses around my shaft with her orgasm, that triggers mine, and I blow my load with a roar, shooting rope after rope of cum straight down her throat.

Once I’m done cumming, I pull out of Leigh’s mouth so she can breathe normally. I turn around so I can see her face; she looks dazed with pleasure.