Pulling my cock out of the bride’s mouth, I ordered, “Push those tits together.”
Although confused by my intent and seemingly close to coming herself from masturbating while I used her mouth for my own pleasure, she obeyed, leaning forward and giving me a nice target. “I’m all ears,” I smiled. “This better be good, my new slut is just about to start her training.”
“Don’t you mean our slut?” I countered. My balls were beginning to boil and for some reason the thought of coming on Brittany’s face and dress seemed wrong, she already had a nice cunt sheen on her face so I decided to do something else. The woman gasped, the man’s mouth dropped open. Miranda allowed my cock to slip out of her mouth, “Rain check?”
“Indeed,” I smiled, as I put my cock away and Miranda stood up.
