Desert for Paulie

Kerry grabs your soft cock and pulls you across the room. "Down on your back, Paulie, boy!" You obey immediately.

You watch as Anya drags Marge across the room, pulling her my the tit clamps, until she reaches you. "Paulie filled you pussy with nasty cum didn't he, Marge?"

Marge nodded. Anya yanked the chain hard, pulling and stretching Marge's nipples, "Speak you bitch! Is Paulie's cum filling your pussy?"

"Yes, it is," Marge sobbed.

"And did he fuck your virgin cunt?" Anya pulled hard on the clamps again.

"Yes, he did," tears rolled down Marge's face.

"Well, I think you should give him his cum back," Anya laughed. "Sit on his face!" Anya pulled Marge's nipples downward. Soome her pussy covers your face.

"Lick away, Paulie," Kerry orders from the other side of the room. "Suck every drop of your cum out of Marge's pussy.

Marge lowers herself even more. Your tongue is wedged up her slit. Your begin licking and sucking. Globs of cum fill your mouth and ooze down your throat.

You feel something tight around your cock.