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other, before slipping her fingers
under the loose crotch of the French knickers and along her labia.
As she had imagined it would be, her cunt was already moist.
Hooking her thumbs into the waist of the knickers she drew them
down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She picked them up from
the floor. The crotch was damp. She took it over to Devlin and held
it against his face.
'This is what
you do to me.'
'Really?' He
inhaled the fragrance of her body as he felt the warm silk on his
face. Stephanie looked down to see his cock pulse and swell in the
woman's mouth.
'Devlin,' she
whispered, making sure he could feel her hot breath in his ear, 'I
want her. I want you to watch. I want you to see me with her.'
His penis grew
again. Dolly worked it in and out of her mouth. Stephanie could see
it was wet with her saliva. The ample flesh of Dolly's body
quivered as she moved.
In the corner
of the cell was a plain wooden bed with a thin mattress. Stephanie
got up and lay on the bed, bending her knees and opening her legs,
the white stockings emphasising her nakedness above the thighs. She
stroked her clitoris with her finger. She knew what she was going
to say next and she knew it would arouse her in the saying.
'Come and sit
on my face.' She wanked her clitoris and slipped two fingers into
her cunt, feeling a flush of sexual excitement. Dolly stood up and
came over to the bed. Devlin watched as she positioned herself,
knees on either side of Stephanie's body, and then lowered her
round fleshy arse on to Stephanie's face. Suddenly Stephanie was
surrounded by flesh, soft, warm, jelly-like flesh. She reached up
with her hands to claw at the mammoth tits that rested on her naval
as Dolly lent forward, uninvited but not unwelcome, to gobble at
Stephanie's cunt. Stephanie's fingers found the nipples and pinched
at them viciously as her tongue found, buried deep in the layers of
flesh, the long clitoris of Dolly's cunt.
Stephanie felt
she was drowning in flesh. On top of her were acres of flesh
pressing into her body. It was an exquisite sensual experience,
especially as Dolly's tongue and mouth were expertly manipulating
her cunt, the tongue flicking at her clitoris while her arms
wrapped themselves around Stephanie's thighs so the fingers of both
her hands could play with her cunt too. Stephanie felt four
fingers, two from each hand, pushing into her. Instead of going
deep, however, they tried to widen Stephanie's cunt, to pull it
apart, like opening a drawstring bag. This was an entirely new
sensation for Stephanie. Perhaps because of Devlin's size she was
particularly sensitive in this area but she found herself coming
almost at once, and coming with a special intensity.
She tried to
return the compliment, but with Dolly bent forward it was hard to
get to her cunt. Then it occurred to her that there was no need.
She was there to give Stephanie pleasure. Her own was immaterial.
There was no necessity for Stephanie to reciprocate. The thought
struck her with the same force as a physical attack. Devlin had
given her the power over this woman and it was the thought of this
power that, she knew, made her come in Dolly's mouth, just as much
as the urgings of fingers and tongues.
She pushed
Dolly off her and gulped in air. Then she looked around to see
Devlin standing by the bed wanking at his huge erection. She
remembered her amazement when she had seen him do it before in
London. A normal cock would have been engulfed by his huge hand.
But Devlin's cock protruded from his clenched fist as he wanked it
up and down.
'I want to see
her suck you off, Devlin.' Stephanie almost did not recognise the
sound of her own voice. It was harsh and wilful, but it was a sound
that perfectly reflected her mood. It was the sound of authority.
She was in charge here now.
Dolly crawled
over to Devlin's cock and sunk it into her mouth.
'I want it
deeper,' Stephanie insisted, knowing full well there was no way
anyone could take the whole of Devlin's
under the loose crotch of the French knickers and along her labia.
As she had imagined it would be, her cunt was already moist.
Hooking her thumbs into the waist of the knickers she drew them
down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She picked them up from
the floor. The crotch was damp. She took it over to Devlin and held
it against his face.
'This is what
you do to me.'
'Really?' He
inhaled the fragrance of her body as he felt the warm silk on his
face. Stephanie looked down to see his cock pulse and swell in the
woman's mouth.
'Devlin,' she
whispered, making sure he could feel her hot breath in his ear, 'I
want her. I want you to watch. I want you to see me with her.'
His penis grew
again. Dolly worked it in and out of her mouth. Stephanie could see
it was wet with her saliva. The ample flesh of Dolly's body
quivered as she moved.
In the corner
of the cell was a plain wooden bed with a thin mattress. Stephanie
got up and lay on the bed, bending her knees and opening her legs,
the white stockings emphasising her nakedness above the thighs. She
stroked her clitoris with her finger. She knew what she was going
to say next and she knew it would arouse her in the saying.
'Come and sit
on my face.' She wanked her clitoris and slipped two fingers into
her cunt, feeling a flush of sexual excitement. Dolly stood up and
came over to the bed. Devlin watched as she positioned herself,
knees on either side of Stephanie's body, and then lowered her
round fleshy arse on to Stephanie's face. Suddenly Stephanie was
surrounded by flesh, soft, warm, jelly-like flesh. She reached up
with her hands to claw at the mammoth tits that rested on her naval
as Dolly lent forward, uninvited but not unwelcome, to gobble at
Stephanie's cunt. Stephanie's fingers found the nipples and pinched
at them viciously as her tongue found, buried deep in the layers of
flesh, the long clitoris of Dolly's cunt.
Stephanie felt
she was drowning in flesh. On top of her were acres of flesh
pressing into her body. It was an exquisite sensual experience,
especially as Dolly's tongue and mouth were expertly manipulating
her cunt, the tongue flicking at her clitoris while her arms
wrapped themselves around Stephanie's thighs so the fingers of both
her hands could play with her cunt too. Stephanie felt four
fingers, two from each hand, pushing into her. Instead of going
deep, however, they tried to widen Stephanie's cunt, to pull it
apart, like opening a drawstring bag. This was an entirely new
sensation for Stephanie. Perhaps because of Devlin's size she was
particularly sensitive in this area but she found herself coming
almost at once, and coming with a special intensity.
She tried to
return the compliment, but with Dolly bent forward it was hard to
get to her cunt. Then it occurred to her that there was no need.
She was there to give Stephanie pleasure. Her own was immaterial.
There was no necessity for Stephanie to reciprocate. The thought
struck her with the same force as a physical attack. Devlin had
given her the power over this woman and it was the thought of this
power that, she knew, made her come in Dolly's mouth, just as much
as the urgings of fingers and tongues.
She pushed
Dolly off her and gulped in air. Then she looked around to see
Devlin standing by the bed wanking at his huge erection. She
remembered her amazement when she had seen him do it before in
London. A normal cock would have been engulfed by his huge hand.
But Devlin's cock protruded from his clenched fist as he wanked it
up and down.
'I want to see
her suck you off, Devlin.' Stephanie almost did not recognise the
sound of her own voice. It was harsh and wilful, but it was a sound
that perfectly reflected her mood. It was the sound of authority.
She was in charge here now.
Dolly crawled
over to Devlin's cock and sunk it into her mouth.
'I want it
deeper,' Stephanie insisted, knowing full well there was no way
anyone could take the whole of Devlin's
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