Kiss and make up

Janet, who's hungry gaze and gentle masturbation you've been vaguely aware of in the corner of your eye as her employee rode your lap, finally rises up with a grunt to press her still bloody chest against your arm, smearing her blood along your forearm as her fat tits mold around it while she leans in for a passionate kiss.

She hums her delight into your mouth as you reach around her waist, your hand finding the generous swell of her asscheek, your fingers sinking deep into it's folds, squeezing and toying with it. Your tongue is in her mouth when you feel Emily puckered lips on your chest, lovingly kissing as her fingers trail up your pecs.

You pull away from Janet's lips to enjoy Emily's, along with her gentle pants between kisses, the girl still breathless and dizzy from her orgasm. Tasting and suckling her quivering lips, your bloody spit eagerly tasted by her roaming tongue.

You pause at the creak of a door, a fresh scent suddenly making itself known in the cacophony of sweet blood and pungent cum. You pull away mid-kiss, Emily pouting as you stop her following with a palm on her chest, Janet leaning a little, likely hoping to be 'tagged in'. Instead you command "upstairs to the bedroom, both of you. Keep each other entertained while you wait".

The two obediently nod, Emily still spry enough to hop off your lap and help Janet to her feet with a hand, leading her out the door and up the stairs. You enjoy the sight of their shapely swaying ass, one vanilla, one chocolate, as you wipe the blood from your face, smearing across your palm and forearm.