Check on Nyssa

I cross my arms and nod, before leaning on Nyssa's chair. I catch her looking up at me with a cheeky smile.

"You aren't planning on fucking my face right here in this seat, are you?" she rests a hand on my thigh, fingers caressing my forming bulge. Looking down at her is already getting me excited. "It'd be gross and sloppy and—"

GAWK! GAWK! GAWK!

The sloppy sounds of my cock hitting the back of this bitch's throat is music to my fucking ears. I can feel my toes curling in my boots as she gags all pretty like, perfect brown tits bouncing back and forth. Back and forth. It makes me wish I could have a better look at them from my angle, but instead I just let the sound of the swaying do its work. Nyssa urges me to fuck faster by massaging my throbbing nuts.

"Fucking nasty bitch..." Behind us, Rose enters. Her eyes widen in shock as she takes a flustered step back.

"Ew! What the hell—" but its Celeste who shushes her so Nyssa doesn't even get a lick of fresh air.

"Let them focus."

"This isn't—! You both just—?"

"Shhh!"

GAWK! GAWK! GAWK! Nyssa chokes on my meat, unable to get a breath of fresh air from my rocked hips. Clearly spurned on by our stowaway walking in on us. But despite the redhead's complaints, she stays. Stays and watches me bruise Celeste's mouth. But my body and balls can only take so much pleasure and soon Nyssa's nose is buried against my crotch to take in galls of deserved jizz down her throat. She tears herself off with an exhausted gasp, heavily breathing as air returns to her lungs.

But still she looks up at me and smiles, before eyeing Rose and making a blowing kissy face at her.

"Waaant soome?" she breathes huskily, Rose scoffs and leaves the room.