Sierra Uses Her New Sex Toy

Erin-Lynn dropped to her knees almost ahead of the hand guiding her by her hair, the swollen cock stared at her, dripping with anticipatory pre-cum, and sexual fluids. Reeking of the intercourse it had freshly partaken.

Sierra kissed Damian deeply, guiding the face to smear the cock she had just fucked across it.

“I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. I won’t undress you to squeeze your breasts around his cock. I won’t **** your mouth open, or command you to lick it. But I do like to give Damian what he wants.” Sierra dictated aloud, holding Erin-Lynn still, the clump of hair sitting loosely clasped in her hand should it want to pull away.

“Too bad I can’t give her a taste of my cock. Or feel her warm lips around it.” Damian commented, dragging his cock across Erin-Lynn's other cheek, looking down at the submissive needy stare, as her mouth opened and her tongue stuck out, his cock dragging across it. As much for her want to join their sexual frenzy, as it was for Damian's desire to feel her tongue, and lips around his cock.

Erin-Lynn wondered what she was doing, submitting like this. But it felt so good, and it was so ambiguous. She wasn’t really doing anything, they were using her. Yeah. She didn’t want this. Or so she thought to herself.

Oh god the cock tasted... Erin-Lynn felt herself gag for a moment, the cock slowly reaching as deep as it could in her mouth. Her tongue shifting eagerly around it with agitation at not just going all out.

“That’s not good, you barely got half way into her. I might have to help.” Sierra critiqued, pulling Erin-Lynn’s head back before thrusting it forward, once... Twice... Thrice...

Erin-Lynn felt herself gag each time, wondering how she found such enjoyment in the cock head penetrating aggressively into her throat as her face was fucked down upon it. She gasped for air, sputtered bubbles of spit on each up stroke along the engorged shaft. She loved the aggressive nature of it. So much so she hadn’t noticed her pulling her hair free of Sierra, her head moving in concert with pelvic thrusts from Damian, her eyes gazing up in pleasure as she watched him fondle Sierra’s bare breasts, kissing lewdly.

Sierra gasped and moaned as Damian fingered her aggressively. They both felt themselves growing closer to climax, their bodies shifting proportions more, growing increasingly inline with the apex of attraction bestowed upon the succubi and incubi of the Idol.

“I want you to cum all over her, spray across her face, her dress. I want to lick it all off of her. As you pound deep into me, filling me with your seed for her to taste as I sit on her face and you use her pussy. She clearly wants to be our sex toy.” Sierra spoke with a dirty sexual tone, stroking Erin-Lynn's dirty blonde hair as she moaned in excited pleasure at the very ideas being spoken, clasping Damian’s ass and forcing herself further onto his rod excited as she finally swallowed it all, and didn’t gag.

She was going to get that cum, Erin-Lynn wanted to have that woman lick her all over... While being fucked. She wanted to 69 with her, licking the cock whenever it came between her and this woman’s pussy.

Erin-Lynn forgot about any concern about cheating. She was lost in the promise of the hardcore sexual acts, she was already partaking in.