Benjamin ejaculates first. He grabs my sides in both hands and wrenches himself against me, coming; seconds later, George clutches my ass cheeks as if he’ll rip them apart and begins to groan. I’m shouting out, “Please, sir!” And then the miracle arrives, when he shouts “Come, slave,” triggering convulsive orgasms that continue until both men have finally finished and their c***s wither and fall from my body. I’m left still coming, my p***y writhing against my hand, while the master and his friend lie back to catch their breath.
“So pleased to make your acquaintance, Ben’s newest slave,” George speaks first. He turns on his side toward me, props his head on his hand and absently toys with my n****e. He smells like expensive men’s cologne, and sweat.
“Marlena,” I introduce myself.
“Yes,
