... found herself opening her mouth.

With a startled waidening of her eyes which betrayed her surprised thoughts, Janet found her mouth opening, his large head filling her mouth amply. She tasted a hint of salty pre-cum and sweat on her tongue. He gripped the sleeve harness about her shoulders, holding her small upper body aloft, let her own movements to meet Michelle’s lazy thrusts dictate how much of his cock the took. She pushed back onto the faux crack and her issues stretched pleasurably, the pressure of the butt plug compounded, only the head of his cock against her lips. She moved forward, cock andcshaft filling her mouth to tickle her tonsils and the depths of her throat, nose pressed against his pubic hair, almost chocking on cock, unable to breath, faux cock sliding almost out of her, pressure of butt plug relenting. She seesawed back along the length of the faux cock, Williams head at her lips, taking a gasping breath in preparation of her next deep throating. She paused to lick and kiss the proferred cock, thoughts aswirl. She hasn’t realised she’d be able to deep throat like this. She was aghast, appalled, ashamed, aroused and aflame. A slut. Cunt sated. Ass full. Pretty mouth stuffed with man meat. All her orifices were full and she was bound on her knees.

“You suck cock like a professional,” William said and she felt a weird pride in the compliment then engulfed his cock. A part of her wanted to contradict him. Another growing part wanted to please him. She knew if she spoke she would doom herself to a role of sexual subservience with William forever. Her cunt quivered at the thought.