Threesome With Ground Rules

"I'll go if..." Edie pauses, trying to think of a list of demands and rules she wants set-up. You didn't expect a lesbian to go so easily with you.

Claire's getting impatient and obviously doesn't care about the girl; she wants to go and fuck you. But you listen to Edie:

She stands to meet you two at eye level. "Rule number one: You don't fuck me. Rule number two: Claire eats me out. Rule number three: You don't jack off to watching us."

"I've got a few adjustments," you say, annoyed at her nerve. "Rule number one: I fuck you. Rule number two: Yeah, Claire eats you out. Rule number three: You jack me off with your spare hand as she eats you out. Sound fun?"

"Chauvenistic prick," she hisses.

Claire's dragging on your hand towards the other room. You decide to follow, knowing Edie will. As Claire drags you down on the bed, already slipping out of her black-shirt, Edie passes through the beads covering the doorway and slips in with a sigh. She sits on the edge of the bed, watching intently as you help Claire unbutton and slide out of her constricting jeans.

The red-head, meanwhile, wants to liberate you of your own pants and she forces you back to lay down on the bed. She slides off your jeans with one quick swoop and does the same to the boxers, tossing them against the wall. She crawls over on the bed with a smile, her breasts jiggling as she does so.

She presses those lips down on the head of the cock and then presses further till her mouth begins to envelop your cock. Edie continued to watch, fascinated and transfixed by the swaying red-hair bobbing up and down on your penis.