Shortie pushed me down and got on top of me. She started moving slowly at first and then rougher and rougher, just how I like it. Then Valentine came and kissed me, then returned back to kissing her, knowing that she was making a show for me.
I was mesmerized by both of them.
One was wild, and unapologetically, the other was a mix of both innocence and perversity.
It felt like shortie was the dominatrix, so I decided that it’s time to change the game a little bit.
I put my hand on her throat and kissed her roughly. I maneuvered her easily, she was so little… and I started fucking her from the behind. I pulled her hair and spanked her a bit to see how far I can go with her. She wanted to push me and retake the control, but I didn’t allow her. She was like a beast, fighting, trying hard to regain her position, but she had no choice but to abandon herself to my hard and deep thrusts.
Maybe, you will think I neglected and completely forgot the other nymph, my little and sweet Valentine.
No, dear reader, you are so wrong if you imagine that. Valentine was playing with her friend, teasing her, kissing her, and moaning in her face while touching her breasts with one hand and her wet pussy with the other.
If shortie was fire, Valentine was gasoline. She was the real one setting me on fire. I’ve never had the chance to see her in that role, “the other woman”, and what was the most interesting part was that I had the impression that the one who had real control over her friend and especially over me was Valentine, playing with both of us. Playing the innocent, but being a little whore, in fact. A good little whore that followed next, after her friend.
I returned to the body that I loved most in this world, and Valentine’s eyes were glittering with desire, passion, and a little amusement. She knew how much she pleased me by bringing her friend to have a fucking threesome, and she was proud of her.
I also knew that she really has a passion for that wild feline, who was melting in wetness just by hearing Valentine’s shy sighs.
The moment that I entered her, I started fucking her harder than I ever did.
With every thrust, my body was saying, I fucking love you, I fucking love you, Valentine.
And the way her beautiful body was responding to me was something that I rarely encountered in my whole life, among all the amazing women I dated.
So submissive, so pleading for my touch, for my cock, for my lips. The way her body was shivering under me and how her moans got louder and louder, all this and much more, brought me close to the peak, and I came on her back.
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