your choice, girl. What will you have?"
Abby pulled the yellow packet from the group.
"Banana. Good choice."
Turning it over in her hand, she located the nicked edge and tore it open. She then strove to sheathe Mike's penis. She gave it a glare and a frown, but the sheath refused to cooperate. Undaunted, she tried again.
"You've got it backward. The roll is on the outside."
She tried again, unsuccessfully, causing Mike to take over the task himself.
"Seth hasn't taught you how to handle a condom yet?"
She felt a wash of warmth flood her skin. "I'm sorry, Master."
Quickly finished, Mike cast Seth a glance before relaxing back into his seat. His condom-covered cock bobbed in the air between them. He nodded at it. "Make him proud, girl."
She touched his dick with her tongue tip. A burst of banana-flavor exploded onto her taste buds. An unusual taste considering the circumstances, she thought, but not unpleasant. Curiosity caused her to ease her lips along the condom-covered shaft, sampling the micro-ridges created by the manufacturer. Still unusual, but not unpleasant, and probably would be an interesting feel inside her.
"Ribbed for everyone's pleasure." Mike laughed.
Abby chuckled softly, causing Mike's dick to give an interesting twitch against her lips. His breath hitched. She reached up and cupped him mid-shaft, squeezing gently. He swallowed and hummed his encouragement.
Hell, why not? She took him into her mouth.
"Good girl," Seth said from the doorway, the ripple of Scotland teasing his voice.
The praise gave her the needed encouragement. She applied herself to Mike's dick, hearing him murmur his enjoyment from deep within his chest.
The fact of Mike's circumcision lent her awareness that his cocktip wouldn't be as sensitive as Seth's. Therefore, she applied herself to his glans. She enclosed his cocktip with her mouth and suckled briefly before lowering her mouth along his shaft with a determined draw.
Mike's sigh of satisfaction was her reward.
She lifted her mouth from him and sent a path of kisses down to his balls. There she licked and lapped at the sacs, using her hand to pump his cock. Mike's hips twitched, making small forays from the couch.His hand moved from the couch to the back of her head, pushing both with care and an unmistakable demand.
She chuckled, even as she enclosed him with her mouth. Using a firm suction that hollowed her cheeks, she inched her way down toward the base of his shaft, each sortie a test of his control.
"Ah, Christ Almighty," said Mike on a groan.
Mike lay with his head on the sofa's back. She couldn't see his expression, but she could see his throat as he swallowed. Hard. She rolled his balls in her warm palm.
He raised his head and fixed his gaze on Seth. "Where did you find this fantastic cock-sucking bitch?"
"Sitting at your table, dipshit."
Seth's brogue-laden voice came with an obvious effort. Mike pulled her from his cock to wink into her face. In the next second, he was guiding her back down his dick...deep...deep, until she gave a small choke, his cocktip brushing the back of her throat.
He caught his breath before rasping a question. "Where's my 'thank you'?"
"Jackass."
Seth sounded closer. He was closer. She realized he'd crossed the room when he put a hand onto the small of her back and knelt behind her. Startled, she glanced up. Mike's face had darkened into a feral mask. His cock throbbed against her palm; his thigh muscles hardened.
"Pay attention, girl."
He wasn't amused to have his blow job interrupted.
"Sorry." She returned her attention to the task.
Seth moved against her body, his legs brushing the back of her thighs. Then he was there--inside her--and that fast, her awareness tipped into somewhere else.
Seth pushed into her, causing Abby to take Mike deep as her body rocked forward. She suckled Mike's cock, licking and nibbling, sucking hard as she went down on him in conjunction with Seth's penetration of her. When Seth withdrew from
Abby pulled the yellow packet from the group.
"Banana. Good choice."
Turning it over in her hand, she located the nicked edge and tore it open. She then strove to sheathe Mike's penis. She gave it a glare and a frown, but the sheath refused to cooperate. Undaunted, she tried again.
"You've got it backward. The roll is on the outside."
She tried again, unsuccessfully, causing Mike to take over the task himself.
"Seth hasn't taught you how to handle a condom yet?"
She felt a wash of warmth flood her skin. "I'm sorry, Master."
Quickly finished, Mike cast Seth a glance before relaxing back into his seat. His condom-covered cock bobbed in the air between them. He nodded at it. "Make him proud, girl."
She touched his dick with her tongue tip. A burst of banana-flavor exploded onto her taste buds. An unusual taste considering the circumstances, she thought, but not unpleasant. Curiosity caused her to ease her lips along the condom-covered shaft, sampling the micro-ridges created by the manufacturer. Still unusual, but not unpleasant, and probably would be an interesting feel inside her.
"Ribbed for everyone's pleasure." Mike laughed.
Abby chuckled softly, causing Mike's dick to give an interesting twitch against her lips. His breath hitched. She reached up and cupped him mid-shaft, squeezing gently. He swallowed and hummed his encouragement.
Hell, why not? She took him into her mouth.
"Good girl," Seth said from the doorway, the ripple of Scotland teasing his voice.
The praise gave her the needed encouragement. She applied herself to Mike's dick, hearing him murmur his enjoyment from deep within his chest.
The fact of Mike's circumcision lent her awareness that his cocktip wouldn't be as sensitive as Seth's. Therefore, she applied herself to his glans. She enclosed his cocktip with her mouth and suckled briefly before lowering her mouth along his shaft with a determined draw.
Mike's sigh of satisfaction was her reward.
She lifted her mouth from him and sent a path of kisses down to his balls. There she licked and lapped at the sacs, using her hand to pump his cock. Mike's hips twitched, making small forays from the couch.His hand moved from the couch to the back of her head, pushing both with care and an unmistakable demand.
She chuckled, even as she enclosed him with her mouth. Using a firm suction that hollowed her cheeks, she inched her way down toward the base of his shaft, each sortie a test of his control.
"Ah, Christ Almighty," said Mike on a groan.
Mike lay with his head on the sofa's back. She couldn't see his expression, but she could see his throat as he swallowed. Hard. She rolled his balls in her warm palm.
He raised his head and fixed his gaze on Seth. "Where did you find this fantastic cock-sucking bitch?"
"Sitting at your table, dipshit."
Seth's brogue-laden voice came with an obvious effort. Mike pulled her from his cock to wink into her face. In the next second, he was guiding her back down his dick...deep...deep, until she gave a small choke, his cocktip brushing the back of her throat.
He caught his breath before rasping a question. "Where's my 'thank you'?"
"Jackass."
Seth sounded closer. He was closer. She realized he'd crossed the room when he put a hand onto the small of her back and knelt behind her. Startled, she glanced up. Mike's face had darkened into a feral mask. His cock throbbed against her palm; his thigh muscles hardened.
"Pay attention, girl."
He wasn't amused to have his blow job interrupted.
"Sorry." She returned her attention to the task.
Seth moved against her body, his legs brushing the back of her thighs. Then he was there--inside her--and that fast, her awareness tipped into somewhere else.
Seth pushed into her, causing Abby to take Mike deep as her body rocked forward. She suckled Mike's cock, licking and nibbling, sucking hard as she went down on him in conjunction with Seth's penetration of her. When Seth withdrew from
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