As Richard, Michael and my Master all strip, I turn to her. “Richard’s right. I won’t forget you know.”
She chuckles. “I know. I’m nearly there now. You can wreak dreadful revenge on me next time.”
The men laugh with me as I reply. “Don’t think I won’t.” Then I lie back, stretch out my arms and arch my hips. “Right, who’s first?”
My Master stands over me, his c**k upright. “We’re not taking turns, Charlotte. You can handle us together. Michael… Head or tail?”
My Golden Lover, his shaft at full mast, moves closer. “Head. I want a good view.”
“Fine. Charlotte…” My Master lies, naked and fully erect, on the bed… “… On all fours above me.”
Straddling him, I ease myself over him.
Am I up to this?
… but as his cockhead kisses my entrance, arousal, sharp and sweet, spears through me…
Ano
