I see the look of adulterated lust. He bites me as his fingers pull on my turgid nipples. Others cup my breasts as they sway to the deep thrusts Jason is giving me. He slaps me again with his cock before thrusting into my waiting mouth. Chapter Three
I rise from my crouch, never letting their cock go, I lead them by their dicks over to an old desk in the corner. I am drenched in sweat, fingers buried in my cunt and my hand stroking poor Mack. “The Rocket, what kind of name is that?”
They both grin, “he’s got a pocket rocket and it will take you to the moon baby.”
“Well, I’m all for going to the moon. My spasms makes me quake and I am weak from being used. I swirl my tongue and lick at his balls. He helps me down to my knees and I lean in to kiss his cock.
