Striking a pose

“Oh gods…” Perrima groaned as she began to understand in full the state which Dareios’ two cumshots had left her in, with the creamy stuff having slithered down her sides so that her back stuck to the couch as she struggled to get up from her prone position.

“Yes, there must have been at least one god involved in the creation of that,” Zalah nodded at Dareios’ dick, noting with great satisfaction that it looked as hard as ever.

The last of Dareios’ second load was now attached to his pisshole and stretched itself downwards before fattening up again as it dangled in front of his knees, and Zalah proved incapable of resisting such a temptation.

Dropping down onto her knees, Zalah caught the rope of cum with her index-finger, and then moved it up to her mouth, being careful to ensure that it didn’t snap as she went on to suck all of it into her mouth, eventually ending up with Dareios’ cockhead being lodged inside her mouth.

“Zalah,” Perrima tried to get her blonde friend’s attention.

“Zalah,” Perrima repeated as Zalah’s head was now bobbing up and down on Dareios’ cock.

Ignoring her friend and lover, Zalah instead opted to do what felt most natural to her by sucking on the hard pillar of meat which was presented to her, eager to experience her nose brushing against Dareios’ pelvis once more as the whole length of his cock had disappeared down her throat.

Glancing at Dareios, Perrima could tell that he wouldn’t be much of a help, particularly not since Zalah had begun to fondle his balls while fellating him, and the warrior’s gaze was now strangely unfocused, and his mouth had formed a thin, rather foolish grin.

With nothing else to do, Perrima waited until Zalah pulled her head back until only Dareios’ cockhead was locked in beyond lush lips, and brought both of her hands down onto the trunk of his member.

Zalah pushed forwards again, but found her way blocked by Perrima’s hands. Instinctively trying to push ahead anyway, Zalah was eventually **** to accept the obvious and give up.

“That was mean,” Zalah declared as she slid her lips off the business-end of Dareios’ mammoth tool to look up at Perrima with a bit of a pout.

“Sorry, but we couldn’t get you all messy before the sketch’s done,” Perrima explained, smiling as she teased Zalah a little by patting her on the head as she would a child.

“Yeah, what are we going to portray?” Dareios asked, suddenly remembering that he wasn’t just there to fuck the two women until all three of them were passed out.

“Well Dareios, I want you to stand over here,” Perrima grabbed Dareios by the arm and led him to a spot of open floor located a few yards away from her easel before giving him some instructions on how she wanted him to stand.

“Now, Zalah,” Perrima turned to her busty blonde lover, who had sauntered up to her as she had been busy instructing Dareios, “I want you to get in front of Dareios.”

“Good,” Perrima complemented Zalah on her obedience, “now bend forwards, and use your hands to pull your buttocks apart.”

Dareios grunted as he watched Zalah expose her anus to him as she stood on her high heels in front of him, with her long legs pressed together and her fingers digging into her stretched ass-cheeks.

“Dareios,” Perrima turned to her male model, “I want you to fit your cockhead into Zalah’s asshole, but only your cockhead!”

Dareios and Zalah groaned together as he did Perrima’s bidding, finding it incredibly hard to keep from forcing the whole length of his cock into Zalah’s anus.

“And now place on hand on her ass,” Perrima went on, and Dareios had to strain his right arm a little in order to get his hand onto Zalah’s ass.

“Excellent! Now hold that pose…” Perrima told Dareios and Zalah, and then the cum-glazed redhead went on to pick up her pencil and begin to put what she was seeing onto the paper in front of her.

A half-hour went by during which none of them said anything, the only noises being the groans which Zalah and Dareios would release from time to time, the sound of Perrima’s pencil moving against the paper, and the wet noise being produced as gobs of Dareios’ cum would break away from his jizz-coated balls to fall onto the floor.

Feeling his nutsack swell as he was denied the release which having his cockhead lodged into Zalah’s asshole was making him yearn for; Dareios could see that Zalah found this experience as frustrating as he did.

“There!” Perrima finally announced, “I’m all done.”

Even as he heard Perrima say it, Dareios was pushing himself forwards, conducting a single movement of his hips which didn’t end until his balls smacked softly into the glistening lips of Zalah’s tight sex.