“Really,” Jen said, a smile tugging at her lips. Jen took a sip of her cappuccino, her eyes never leaving Fran’s. Just me, my mouth, and your sweet, sweet cunt.”
The thought was both thrilling and terrifying, and Fran could feel her body responding to the idea, her pussy growing wetter with each word Mandy spoke. “We’re going to have so much fun together,” she murmured, her eyes gleaming with lust. “Jen?” she asked. “You like seeing him fuck her, knowing you’re next.”
Jen’s eyes widened, her mouth opening in a silent scream of pleasure as her own climax overtook her. She looked up at her new masters, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and lust. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the wetness of their kisses and the soft moans that escaped their lips. “I’m going to fuck you again,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “What the fuck did you say to her?” he snarled.
