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and ran along the smoothness of her tan tummy, down farther to the
top of her tight strip of a miniskirt, and then dipped beneath the
material, Kevin wanted to protest. He couldn't see Tommy's hands or
what they were doing.
"Lift up my skirt, Tommy." Sweetheart opened her eyes and
rested her heavy-lidded gaze on Kevin. It was dark, hungry, and
Kevin swallowed down the saliva that had gathered inside his mouth.
"I want to watch Kevin's reaction when you finger fuck me into an
orgasm."
"What?" Kevin snapped his mouth closed. "What the hell are you
doing?" And right here in the open!
Sweetheart hummed and smiled as Tommy must have hit a
sensitive spot, like her clit. "A hungry chef can't properly judge food,
Kevin."
She darted her gaze back to Tommy. "Let's go, Tommy."
"Anything for you, Sweetheart," Tommy replied in a thick, raspy
voice. "May I take out my cock and stroke it as I pleasure you?"
Kevin straightened as he watched the scene. Did Tommy just ask
permission to give himself a hand job? Why would he need to ask?
"No. I want you fully erect for our guests this evening. You may
have an enormous, delicious dick, Tommy, but once you come, it
takes you forever to recover. We don't have that kind of time."
"I recover much faster," Frankie, clearly eager to be invited to
touch Sweetheart, pointed out. "May I touch you, Sweetheart?"
Sweetheart looked at Frankie and smiled a sultry smile that had
him panting. "You may, but don't get in Tommy's way. He has a job
to do. Don't you, Tommy?"
"Yes, Sweetheart." Tommy pulled up her skirt to reveal a dark
triangle patch of curls above perfectly bare lips. Kevin blinked twice.
In all his years, he'd never seen a woman with a shaved pussy.
He saw the glistening juices wetting her cunt lips and swallowed
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again. His cock twitched and started to swell in his jeans. When
Tommy reached down and slid his fingers between her soaked lips,
Sweetheart threw her head back and staggered.
"Yes," she hissed. "Fuck me with your fingers, Tommy, and don't
waste any time. I want to come fast."
Tommy immediately flicked his thumb across her clit and her legs
wobbled. "Frankie, you may suck my nipples and play with my ass."
Frankie jumped at the invitation and pulled her tubelike top down
to reveal her beautiful, tanned, and perfectly designed, breasts. Her
dark nipples puckered in her arousal. Frankie covered one of her
nipples with his lips and sucked.
"That's it, Tommy." Sweetheart looked at Kevin as she
encouraged her men. He didn't know what else to do, so he did
nothing but watch her, his cock now rock hard and begging to be
released.
"Do you like what you see?" Sweetheart asked Kevin. Finally,
Kevin pulled away and glanced around the crowd. No one else
seemed to notice the sexual show going on in front of the tent.
He looked back at Sweetheart, not sure what he should say.
"You're a beautiful woman. What's not to like?"
She curled her sexy lips into a seductive grin. "Fuck me harder,
Tommy. You aren't going fast enough. If you can't follow my
instructions, I'll have to punish you."
"Sorry, Sweetheart." Tommy switched hands and really fucked
her hard with his fingers. Kevin had never seen anything like it.
Sweetheart rocked her hips against his hand and started to sway.
"Kevin, I need you to hold me up." She reached for him. Against
his better judgment, he took her hand and walked behind her. She
leaned back against his chest and stretched out to put her hands
behind her, on his shoulders. "Frankie, move your hands around to my
front. My backside is now reserved for Kevin."
Ah, shit. He shouldn't be doing this. This could be considered
cheating, even though he wasn't actually touching her. If Cyn walked
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up right now, she'd either be devastated or very pissed off. Either way
wouldn't be good.
"That's it, Tommy." Sweetheart's breaths grew shallow as she
panted toward her release. Her fingers dug into Kevin's shoulders, and
she started to slip from him. He instinctively reached out to hold her
up, resting his hands on her hips to keep her in place.
"I'm going to come," she announced. Rocking her hips faster, she
fucked Tommy's hand and started to whimper. "That's it. Yes, fuck
me, Tommy. Frankie, bite my nipple. Yes!"
She screamed and arched her back against Kevin. He held her
there as she writhed in his hands, riding out her orgasm. Tommy
slowed his pace as he stared at all the blistering juices coating her lips
and his hand.
"Sweetheart, may I clean you?" Tommy almost pleaded.
"No. Kevin, now that you've assisted my men in pleasing me, you
may clean me."
Kevin looked at her as she stepped away from him and brought
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