“He looked at them both, made them suffer from the degradation of just kneeling in front of him, as the king he was. He grabbed their hair and pulled their heads back so they stared up at him. I felt that sting of jealousy that always comes with a hint of arousal. As it always have done. I could feel, without touching, that my pussy was getting wet. Mr. B was looking down on the other girls, moving their heads around for a bit. They were breathing heavily. “So, you little sluts. You want this cock?” S was fast at responding. “YES!” she almost screamed. A hard slap landed on her cheek and she made the cutest scared noise. “You call me fucking SIR!” he grunted. She started crying quietly, I could hear her soft whimpering and sobbing. Mr. B continued. “So, you want this cock, huh? Then you better fight about it” he said with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. S was again fastest and pushed J away, so hard that J fell to the floor. She basically jumped on Mr. B’s cock and started sucking it wildly, desperately. J recovered fast, got up and pulled S’s long, blonde hair backwards, held it down and started sucking Mr B’s cock, also desperately. He was so pleased, smiled from ear to ear and his cock was harder than I’ve ever seen it. I got so mad, I wanted to jump out of the bed, punch both the girls in the face and give him the blowjob of his life. But I couldn’t. My place was in the bed, getting degraded. Suffer. I knew if I did good now, I would get the load. On my face, in my ass, in my mouth, on my tits or in my pussy, I didn’t know for sure, but I knew that I was gonna get it.”
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