Burning the candle at both ends

I reach out and grab Perkins belt and loosen it. I undo his pants and yank them and his underwear down as far as I can. All this while keeping my legs precisely planted together for the fake vagina that Garrett is pounding with all the muster of a horny teenage boy who just learned how to masturbate.

Perkins' cock stands at attention, I look up at Perkins and nod. I open my mouth and he pushes his manhood in. I hear sounds of pleasure as he slides in and out gently. There is no way I can do much more for him with what I'm having to do to maintain the charade behind me, but at least he isn't pounding it.

Then he starts thrusting in a little harder and deeper. I spoke too soon. I push the fronts of his legs with my hands, hoping he gets the signal.

He does, or at least he stops going so deep. He is going faster, and I do what I can with the tension of my lips, my tongue, and whatever sucking I can muster, again, while squeezing my inner thighs against a cock to maintain the illusion there. I can tell he is getting close to his release though, with his hands clawing into my shoulders.