A lover's kiss

She kissed him.

She kissed him on his cock again and again her lips splaying out grotesquely over Owen's bulging twitching cock head.

Pensive and tentative kisses like sweethearts experiencing love for the first time. Testing my reaction, seeing if it was too much.

As if I could stop this.

I couldn't.

She knew I couldn't.

A simple word would tell her she was going too far. The words died in my throat as I let out a strangled gasp unable to speak. We were both hopeless to stop it. I knew that now despite my stomach churning at the sight.

In the silence of our collective held breaths. I could hear everything. See everything. Every horror. Every kiss that landed on Owen's cock with a wet smack.

Emma turned away from Owen facing me sideways, her tongue sparkling in the dim light made bright with moisture. She wanted me to see it. See it all. All for me. All for my hungering monster. Her tongue slowly extended out, pausing, letting me drink in the act before licking. Licking the pre-cum that dripped from Owen.

"Yum" She breathed out, eyes in a dazed trance, seemingly bewitched his twitching cock. She followed him with her tongue as she bounced up and down on her knees licking at Owen's bouncing glistening cock, lapping in every drop of precum that oozed from his cock.

Emma closed her eyes and pursed her lips in a facsimile of a kiss. I could only watch helpless as Emma's lips was parted by Owen's cock as he moaned in victory. She twisted and turned her head side to side suckling his head, cheeks hollowed, lips bound tightly as if she was in the throes of a passionate kiss.

Emma suddenly broke the kiss with a wet pop. She licked and smacked her lips with a contemplative look on her face as she savoured the flavours of Owen's cock and the dread on my face. Gone was the warmth on Emma's face and the cold dispassion of Eliona.

Only the hunger remained.