Chapter 64
by
JohnFlow
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Finally home time
"Come back to bed daddy. I'm ready to sleep." Val purrs in an exhausted voice.
"Aight hoe, I'm coming." Marco responds.
He slaps the tip of his cock against Emily's tongue a couple more times for good measure before turning around and walking over to the bed, where he lies down next to Val and starts spooning her.
"You did good today hoe." Marco says softly to Val.
"Thank you daddy." Val responds.
These are the final words either of them says before they close their eyes and seemingly drift off to sleep. Emily is shocked at how the couple who she just spent hours having a threesome with seems to have completely forgotten she's even there, kneeling on the bedroom floor covered in cum. Part of her wishes she could crawl straight into that bed and lie there with them, she was so exhausted. Over the last 24 hours she had probably only gotten a few hours of sleep, and been far more active than she usually was. However, her hand is **** by the gruelling fact that she has work tomorrow.
She uses her finger to lick up the rest of the cum that didn't land in her mouth as best as she can, swallowing every drop that she manages to scoop up. She had developed a perverted taste for the stuff. With that out of the way, she scoops up her clothes which remain in a crumpled pile on the floor of the bedroom. She makes sure to put her jeans on carefully, given she still doesn't have any panties and doesn't want anything getting caught in the zipper. Fully dressed, she stumbles her way out the bedroom, shutting the door behind her before leaning on it and letting out an exhausted sigh. The couple doesn't make a sound as she leaves.
With all her belongings gathered, she makes her way out of the apartment and uses the elevator to get down to the street. Her eyes widen and her cheeks blush when she realises that the cum she sneezed out of her ass is still on the floor of the elevator. She hurries out before anyone can tie the mess to her and calls a taxi to take her home. The whole way home the driver is making eyes at her in the mirror, staring at the cum that Emily doesn't realise is still coating her chin. Or perhaps it's the collar that she forgot to remove and still remains wrapped around her neck. She hardly pays him any notice, her mind being elsewhere the entire drive. She continuously gets flashbacks of the night before. Memories of intense pleasure play on repeat through her mind. Images of countless thick, black cocks swirl through her mind in perfect detail, the faces of their owners less so. Would her mind ever be the same again. She lets out a sigh and rests her head back, trying to shake the thoughts that occupy her mind.

The moment she walks back through her front door, she stumbles to her bed where she practically collapses, drifting off to sleep the moment her head hits the pillow.
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Queen of Spades Tales
Who knew so many women worshipped BBC
A collection of short stories centred around various women and their love for BBC
Updated on May 7, 2026
by JohnFlow
Created on May 16, 2025
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