“Suck me off, Charlotte,” I say. “Then, I want to see you do the same for Michael. We’ll take it from there, shall we?”
I meet eyes with Michael. He’s smiling…. really smiling, his teeth bright and white against his summer tan. It’s not the fake version he’s been wearing for so long to keep Charlotte happy. This is my friend of years returning….
really And Charlotte is smiling too. “Yes, Master.”
I’ve missed you….
…. I’ve missed you both….
Charlotte, a little awkwardly on her knees, nudges forward between my sprawled legs. While she unzips me, struggling against the tightness of my erection, Michael strips off behind her.
And it’s just magical. She laps at my c**k-head, sucking at my pre-c*m. To the rear, Michael is reaching in and under her.
“She’s dripping. Our Charlotte’s back a
