Matt helps... or does he?

“... It’s the dare I gave to John while you and Nicole were in the closet,” Sarah explains, mischievously glancing your way a moment.

From here you can see Sarah’s engorged clit peeking out from beneath her red, trimmed hair. The devious slut was getting off on this!

“Essentially, if you wanted to get in on John’s action, or better yet, replace him, all you or Matt has to do is say so.”

Immediately Miranda pulls your ass in and locks your hips against her, burying your wooden cock fully inside of her tight kitty. The walls of her pussy constrict even further, causing Miranda to gasp out in ecstasy.

Tom eagerly rubs his palms together, looking like he was trying to start a campfire with his hands. “Oh, this is gonna be too good. I’m really going to enjoy this.”

Sarah is looking you dead in the eye, and when you make eye contact she spreads her legs seductively. Garnished with a heart-shaped lawn of red muff, Sarah’s pussy was pointed directly at you. She bites her lip and made an obnoxious expression of oblivious innocence, which pisses you off even further. Matt had stopped the foreplay altogether, and is now nervously looking around for answers.

Miranda bucks underneath you, and with both the awkward jerking and the divine tightness of Miranda’s pussy you find your now cold cock outside of her. She doesn’t seem to mind, in fact she is rapidly circling her clit while staring directly at Tom’s dangerously virile appendage.

“John, my dearest friend,” Tom slowly speaks, his eyes glued to Miranda’s steaming pussy. “As much as you must be enjoying Miranda’s nasty little beaver, I think I must insist--”

“I want to replace John!” Matt blurts, louder than necessary.

“What about me?” Tom asks. “I was gonna join in, and help John tame it.”

Nicole stands up.

“That means Matt is going to be fucking Miranda and Tom is going to help him. John has been kicked out and the other guys have until the timer goes off. I’ll reset the timer once Matt’s in position, I guess?” Nicole shrugs when no one responds. "What, its my dare, my ruling." Nicole raises confused hands to you and Matt for confirmation. It seems like there’s some sort of unspoken, implicit conspiracy to cock-block Tom from Miranda.

You stand up, inch by inch, not believing that you were so close to having full intercourse with Miranda. Matt is hesitantly coming toward your spot, while Tom is gleefully stroking his cock on his way toward Miranda’s face. You finally catch Matt’s eye and shoot him an ugly look.

“Trust me, man.” Matt whispers. You feel better for the reassurance, but it gets tainted by the fact that Matt was staring at Miranda’s shaved cunt ever since he saw it.

Matt gets into position between Miranda’s knees and, laying his embarrassingly hard cock against her lips hot-dog style, settles his body against her warm flesh.

Standing where you are, you have a clear view of Matt’s cock sliding across Miranda’s clit as well as what she’s doing with Tom. The cocky bastard has rested his nutsack on top of Miranda’s mouth, which is being tickled and licked by her talented tongue, while both of his hands are running through her luscious, brown hair. Not knowing what to do, you sit next to Sarah.

Sarah turns to you and immediately pushes her body against your side. You can feel her pubic hair tickle your hip. Before you can try to speak, Sarah brings a finger to your lips. With a quick sniff, you can smell pussy on it.

“I bet you’re real mad at me, huh?” Sarah moans into your ear. She shifts her hips so that you can feel the heat of her vulva near your lap. “I bet you’d like to teach me a lesson, huh? You need a piece of fuckmeat like me to settle your frustrations?”

A hot, slutty tongue enters your ear as you watch Matt slide his cock back and forth against Miranda’s slit. Miranda is moaning and bucking with increasing ferocity. Tom has shifted his position to kneel next to Miranda’s head on the couch.

Her mouth free, Miranda begs, “Matt, PLEEEEASE stop teasing me and fuck me already!”

Sarah swings her leg fully over your lap, bringing her pillowy breasts into your face. Quickly tilting your head around Sarah, you can see Matt has stopped thrusting. Tom has begun kissing Miranda with enthusiastically reciprocated tonguing. Miranda is gripping your buddy Matt's stiff pecker at her quivering, smooth entrance.