Give Bobby the punishment he deserves

"I win," the guard says smiling as the cock plops out of his mouth. A dribble of cum leaks out of the corner of his mouth. As Bobby starts to get up, you push him over so he's lying on his back. Quickly you sit down on him, with your knees on his arms and your pussy on his face. You grab his legs and lift him up.

"Yes, you did. Now come and claim your price," you say to the guard, presenting him with your partners ass. As you say this, Bobby begins to struggle. He puts his hands on your thighs and tries to pull you off, but because you sit on him with your full weight and have his upper arms pinned under your knees there is nothing he can do. In fact, his struggling makes his nose rub your pussy in a wonderful way. The guard looks at you quizzically and starts to mutter: "But, you said..."

"I said you got to have sex," you interrupt him. "I never said you would get to have sex with me. Now come here and stuff this man, and who knows; maybe you'll get to have a go at me later." The guard seems to think it over. For a moment you think you've taken it to far and he's going to **** himself on you, but then the guard sits down on his knees and takes Bobby's legs from you. He lines his cock up with your partner's asshole and pushes in.

Bobby starts to yell loudly, but he's muffled by your ass and pussy. His yells send some lovely vibrations up your pussy. You start to grind your hips on his face, as the guard starts to fuck his ass. It only takes him three thrusts before he groans loudly and starts to cum. Bobby's blowjob must have really warmed him up. He doesn't let his orgasm slow him down, though. After a couple of lengthy, extra deep thrusts, the guard speeds up until he's fucking Bobby roughly. He doesn't look at the flabby secret agent he's fucking, but is looking at you. He probably doesn't want the visual conformation of what he's actually doing.

With every thrust, Bobby's head moves underneath you, giving you a rhythm to match with your gyrating hips as you grind your wet pussy on his face. Also with every thrust you see your partner's erection bounce. You take a hold of his cock and begin to slowly jerk it. You tell yourself it's because you've made your partner suffer enough and want to give him some pleasure as well, but you know deep down that you do it because you can't withstand the enticing sight of the hard member bouncing before you. With your free hand you move aside your thong and you press your naked pussy down on his face. You relish in the feeling of your naked vagina rubbing on his lips, feeling your own juices wet his face as you rub yourself on him, but you want more.

"Use your tongue," you tell Bobby. He either didn't hear you or doesn't want to oblige, because he keeps his lips firmly closed. That's what you get for trying to ease his suffering... You take a firm hold of his cock and slap his balls hard with your other hand. "I said; use your tongue, bitch," you growl at him.

This seemed to get his attention, as Bobby indeed sticks out his tongue. You let out a satisfied moan as he starts to lick your clit. You were planning to give him a nice handjob as a reward, but you find that all you have to do is hold your hand still around his cock. Bobby's horniness has gotten the better of him, and his bucking his hips to fuck your hand. Consequently, he's also meeting the guards thrust in his ass.

You're really close to cumming, but you need just a little bit more. You let go of the cock and put both hands on Bobby's belly to steady yourself. Apparently this was bad timing, as the moment you let go of him, Bobby starts his orgasm. His cock bounces impotently around as he's spewing glob after glob of cum. You don't really care, though, as you are very close yourself. You press down and start grinding in Bobby's face hard. He doesn't have to opportunity to lick anymore because of the pressure you're using, but rubbing your clit over his face does the trick. Your body convulses as heavenly orgasm washes over you.

When you come down from your orgasm, you notice a lot of Bobby's cum has landed on your hands. You start to lick the salty goo up when you meet eyes with the guard who's still sodomizing your partner. You give him a wink as you theatrically lick your hand and swallow, letting your hand drop to your bra-cled breasts. This seems to spur him on as he takes a firmer hold on Bobby and fucks him fiercely.

Thinking you've had your fun, you stand up and walk to get your bag. Bobby tries to stand up himself, but the guard isn't having any of it. He pushes your partner down and continues his furious ****. You feel a little bad for what you have done, but then you remember what Bobby has done to you and you instantly regret not filming any of it.