molding encasing Yoyin’s nipples. Unable to stop herself, Yoyin arched her back, offering her chocolate-covered peaks to two pairs of anonymous lips.
They munched until they’d nibbled down to the skin of her aching pearls. Soft, sweeping hair caressed her arms. She imagined one was a blonde and the other brunette. Their swirling tongues were driving her mad. One woman sucked her nipple while the other grazed her teeth across Yoyin’s pebbled flesh, taking her to a frenzied height.
The sudden feeling of a huge cock sliding inside her cream-filled palm jolted her like an electric shock. Yoyin gasped and trembled. Her fist anxiously closed around the girth of the naked cock, providing a slippery sleeve for the erect dick.
“Gentlemen, your hostess has an available palm. Hurry while the cream is soft and fluffy.” It was Michael’s voice. Ugh! She stiffened at the sound of it.
“Where’s Louis?” Her voice was gritty with annoyance. The audacity of that smug eunuch to invite someone to stick his cock inside her hand. She was extremely satisfied with the dick she was presently holding, convinced that it was the same cock that had rubbed against her hip before dessert was served. If her wrists were free, she’d gladly offer both for the monstrously large cock to use as a fuck-sleeve.
Suddenly, a coarse beard scraped against her inner thigh. “Oh!” she murmured. The rough texture insinuated vulgar, raunchysex. The warmth of his breath as his lips drew near her cunt made her heart race. “Oh, yes,” she uttered, her voice raspy with desire. “Please take that pastry out of my cunt,” she pleaded, inching her buttocks upward.
The bearded man ignored her. He bit into the cupcake and began chewing. His rough beard bristled against her soft flesh, stoking her embers of desire. His jaw line pulsed against her shaved mons, notching up her burning need from embers to a raging fire.
The people around her buzzed with excitement. Some chanted, “Hurry! Enough already! Give that cunt some hard cock!”
Encouraging the slow-eating, bearded man to heed the good advice, Yoyin anxiously pushed her groin as close to his mouth as the ropes would allow. Caught in the frenzy, she shouted, “Eat the fucking cake!”
But the bearded man chewed and munched at a leisurely pace, his tongue darting, meticulously gathering crumbs. For added sweetness, his tongue scraped against Yoyin’s icing-covered labia and then sipped the moisture beads that seeped from her aroused slit.
Two sets of lips puckered around each tightly beaded nipple, a swollen dick pumped and shoved inside her curled fist, and the bearded man was crouched between her legs, munching cake. Flooded with multiple sensations, Yoyin lifted her ass, jutted out her groin trying to connect her heated flesh with his lips. The bearded man, content with eating cake, ignored her offer to munch on cunt. Frustrated, Yoyin was close to screaming for the authorities. The sex den deserved to be raided and shut down.
The two women, sufficiently aroused, abandoned Yoyin’s breasts and were now taking turns, giving each other head. Yoyin knew what they were doing because the guests went wild, cheering the women on, and even giving blow-by-blow descriptions.
“Look at that blonde go…that redhead’s cunt sure must be tasty; the blonde is gobbling it like she can’t get enough.”
Stirred by the crowd, the dick in Yoyin’s hand began to thump and then squirted a voluminous load of fluid. Yoyin yelped in disgust. Fixated on the horror of having a sticky glob of cum in her hand, she hadn’t realized that the bearded man had finally finished his dessert. Suddenly distracted by a tingling between her legs, she gritted her teeth in ecstasy as he slowly, deliberately, pulled the paper lining out of her hot cunt.
“Take off the blindfold,” Yoyin insisted and Michael did as he was told.
Her astonished eyes couldn’t believe what they saw. The man who she fully expected to
They munched until they’d nibbled down to the skin of her aching pearls. Soft, sweeping hair caressed her arms. She imagined one was a blonde and the other brunette. Their swirling tongues were driving her mad. One woman sucked her nipple while the other grazed her teeth across Yoyin’s pebbled flesh, taking her to a frenzied height.
The sudden feeling of a huge cock sliding inside her cream-filled palm jolted her like an electric shock. Yoyin gasped and trembled. Her fist anxiously closed around the girth of the naked cock, providing a slippery sleeve for the erect dick.
“Gentlemen, your hostess has an available palm. Hurry while the cream is soft and fluffy.” It was Michael’s voice. Ugh! She stiffened at the sound of it.
“Where’s Louis?” Her voice was gritty with annoyance. The audacity of that smug eunuch to invite someone to stick his cock inside her hand. She was extremely satisfied with the dick she was presently holding, convinced that it was the same cock that had rubbed against her hip before dessert was served. If her wrists were free, she’d gladly offer both for the monstrously large cock to use as a fuck-sleeve.
Suddenly, a coarse beard scraped against her inner thigh. “Oh!” she murmured. The rough texture insinuated vulgar, raunchysex. The warmth of his breath as his lips drew near her cunt made her heart race. “Oh, yes,” she uttered, her voice raspy with desire. “Please take that pastry out of my cunt,” she pleaded, inching her buttocks upward.
The bearded man ignored her. He bit into the cupcake and began chewing. His rough beard bristled against her soft flesh, stoking her embers of desire. His jaw line pulsed against her shaved mons, notching up her burning need from embers to a raging fire.
The people around her buzzed with excitement. Some chanted, “Hurry! Enough already! Give that cunt some hard cock!”
Encouraging the slow-eating, bearded man to heed the good advice, Yoyin anxiously pushed her groin as close to his mouth as the ropes would allow. Caught in the frenzy, she shouted, “Eat the fucking cake!”
But the bearded man chewed and munched at a leisurely pace, his tongue darting, meticulously gathering crumbs. For added sweetness, his tongue scraped against Yoyin’s icing-covered labia and then sipped the moisture beads that seeped from her aroused slit.
Two sets of lips puckered around each tightly beaded nipple, a swollen dick pumped and shoved inside her curled fist, and the bearded man was crouched between her legs, munching cake. Flooded with multiple sensations, Yoyin lifted her ass, jutted out her groin trying to connect her heated flesh with his lips. The bearded man, content with eating cake, ignored her offer to munch on cunt. Frustrated, Yoyin was close to screaming for the authorities. The sex den deserved to be raided and shut down.
The two women, sufficiently aroused, abandoned Yoyin’s breasts and were now taking turns, giving each other head. Yoyin knew what they were doing because the guests went wild, cheering the women on, and even giving blow-by-blow descriptions.
“Look at that blonde go…that redhead’s cunt sure must be tasty; the blonde is gobbling it like she can’t get enough.”
Stirred by the crowd, the dick in Yoyin’s hand began to thump and then squirted a voluminous load of fluid. Yoyin yelped in disgust. Fixated on the horror of having a sticky glob of cum in her hand, she hadn’t realized that the bearded man had finally finished his dessert. Suddenly distracted by a tingling between her legs, she gritted her teeth in ecstasy as he slowly, deliberately, pulled the paper lining out of her hot cunt.
“Take off the blindfold,” Yoyin insisted and Michael did as he was told.
Her astonished eyes couldn’t believe what they saw. The man who she fully expected to
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