Alice stood up and, holding both men by their c***s, led them to the bed. It was strange, she thought, how she felt like taking the initiative. Her earlier shyness had evaporated, replaced by a fierce desire for perverse pleasure. She even, she thought with a smile, wanted to shock Matthew a little, if that were possible. He could punish her later.
Once on the bed, she put Georges to work between her legs, his mouth sucking on her cunt, then his tongue exploring for the c**t. Alphonse was kept busy with her breasts. Alice sighed and groaned as he hurt them, savagely, viciously. It was what she wanted. If they were sore later when Matthew came to touch them, so much the better.
Soon she was hungry for c**k; she wanted one inside her. She got up on all fours and wiggled her bottom at Georg
