Kristen's tongue

The woman, shirtless, smiling wickedly, grabs Kristen by the hair again and drags her until she kneels close to Anna's ass which rocks back and forth as you continue thrusting your cock into her throat. Your cock is starting to feel sore now and you've slowed your pace for fear of finishing too soon. Anna's deep red lipstick is a mess everywhere around her mouth and the hard veiny skin of your member

The woman slides Anna's panties down between her ankles, exposing her plump ass. Kristen's face is an enigma. The woman leans in "Have you ever shoved your sweet wet tongue inside a girls ass before?"

Kristen just stares at her. Clearly the answer is 'no'

"Well what a sweet ass to start with." The woman smacks Anna's fleshy ass. A yelp escapes the girls mouth as well as plenty of spit around your cock. "What do you say to that **** honey? You want Kristen to eat your ass?"

Anna muffles something with your cock still deep in her mouth. You can't make it out but it's clear from the cadence that she's saying "I'm a good girl."

Then the dark haired woman turns to Kristen "What do you say to that ****?"

You just can't tell what the look in Kristen's face means. Is it lust? Is it anger? Finally she bites her lip and answers the woman. "I'm a bad girl."

"Stick out your tongue bad girl." The woman commands and Kristen obeys, staring up at her. The woman leans over her and lets a long gooey strand of saliva fall from her mouth down onto Kristen's tongue.

The man laughs.

Then the woman thrusts Kristen's face into Anna's asscrack so hard that Anna's face plunges even further toward you, her lips almost touching your body. Anna grunts and closes her eyes. Another dozen streams of black mascara crawl down her cheeks. Her face is a beautiful mess.

From your position at Anna's head you can see Kristen's face shoved deep into Anna's ass. And while you can't specifically see her tongue working, it's clear that she's doing quite a job. You can hear Anna's yelps and moans, and see her ass wiggle in ways that don't have anything to do with what you're doing to her.

She's getting penetrated from both ends now. And you wonder what it would take for her to stop calling herself a "good girl."

Meanwhile the middle aged couple still stand behind Kristen, and have started to make out. The woman's hands are reached down into her husband's pants, clearly playing with him for a bit. You're not sure if you're happy or not that they've shown up. But events certainly have taken an interesting turn. They whisper something to each other and the woman disappears back into the store.

The man kneels down next to Kristen. "You like being a **** better than being a mistress don't you?"

Kristen answers inaudibly. But she might as well have said 'yes' it's clear that she's into whatever is going on.

Still, you don't expect it when the man grabs the back of Kirsten's shirt collar and tears the entire shirt down the back and yanks it off her thin body. She's shirtless now, and though you can't see her breasts from where you are, she doesn't seem to mind if you or anyone does.

Finally the woman reappears holding, you should have guessed, a collar and a leash.

Grabbing Kristen's hair again, she pulls the starlet's face from Anna Kendrick's ass. Kristen gasps like a swimmer coming up for air. Her mouth is soaking wet, her small breasts, now exposed to you, heave up and down. She turns to look at the collar.

"Now you can really be are ****." The woman says, holding it up. "Do you want that?"

Kristen hesitates for a moment, then gives in. She nods.

The woman starts to put he collar around her but stops. She's teasing. "Beg me."

The man smiles.

Kristen does not. She whispers something quietly and you can't hear.

"Louder" the woman orders.

"Please, collar me!" Kristen says in a raspy voice. And the woman gladly slips the collar and leash over her head.

And that's enough for you. You can't hold it anymore. Your jizz explodes in Anna's throat. And Anna can't take it either. You can see she's trying to be a good girl and swallow, but most of it comes pouring out of her mouth mixed with what seems like gallons of saliva as you finally pull your cock from her lips.

Anna pants heavily, her breasts heave up and down, smashed up against the counter. Her peaking nipples are hard. Black mascara runs down over her red lips and into her mouth. She looks up at you and mouths the word "more."

You shake your head. How can this really be happening? What is going on? You chuckle from disbelief "I don't care what you say, you are not a good girl."

"I am" Anna insists with a shaky voice.

And the woman hears. "Is she still insisting she's a good girl?" She asks you. This it he first time either of these two have addressed you, even recognized your presence. It takes you a second to realize it. You nod. "We can fix that." the woman answers. Then she smacks Anna hard on the ass. The girl's sweaty body gives a jolt. "You a good girl ****?" She asks.

"Y...yes." Anna squeaks out.

"Shouldn't have said that." The woman answers, slipping her own bra off, exposing her breasts, C-cups, a little saggy but not bad with big dark red nipples. She smacks Anna's ass again and the actress yelps. "Your ass is mine now." The woman says, squatting down.

Meanwhile the man grab's Kristen's collar and points toward you, "Go and make him happy for a bit. We don't have any use for your tongue anymore" And Kristen obeys readily, crawling toward you on all fours, her collar dragging beneath her on the floor.

She gets to you and kneels. "Do you have use for my tongue?"

This Kristen is totally different than the confident, sexually aggressive one who came into your store what seems like only moments ago. And her eyes stare up at you with desperation. It's impossible to turn them down.

"Please?"