“I want to hear you. Tell him how much you love my dick, slut.”
My hand went back to her neck, holding it and squeezing.
“I love your dick. The things you do with it make me scream,” she choked out. “I can’t live without it… or you.”
I looked over her shoulder at Mason. The fucking broken expression on his face was exactly what I wanted to see.
“Tell him how much you like to get fucked by more than one dick at once,” I whispered in her ear. “Tell him the truth.”
Scarlett’s grip on my coat tightened, keeping me against her.
“I can’t wait to get home so you can fuck me together. I want all of you inside me. I need it so bad.”
“Such a filthy little slut. So needy for cock.”
“Yes,” she moaned, “I need it.”
Prescott was rubbing himself through his clothes, watching us with no shame.
“You want to come, slut?”
“Please.”
My fingers tightened around her throat.
“You going to come for Pres, hmm? Show him how much you like getting fucked?”
“Yes, yes!”
“Tell him.”
She turned her attention to Prescott who moved away from Mason, coming closer to us again.
“I want you to watch me come over his cock.”
Prescott bit his lip and smiled at her, his gaze absolutely wicked.
“Mmm, then you better be a good little lamb. Show him you deserve it.”
He leant over the table and stroked her hair. It was as if Mason was no longer there. It was just the three of us. And so it fucking well should be. Prescott and Scarlett were far more important to me than that piece of shit we had tied up.
“I want to see you. Show me how hard you are.”
His smirk as his hand went to his jeans was devious. He had as much shame as I did, which was zero.
“Do you want him in your mouth?” I murmured in her ear. “Want him to come down your throat?”
“Please.”
“You’ve been such a good little slut. I think Pres should reward you with his cum.”
She moaned, letting go of me and reaching for Prescott.
“Hold on, get up on the table, Scar, then you can suck his dick.”
I pulled away from her. She crawled up on the table and I got up on it behind her. Prescott had his dick out and knelt on the table too, shifting closer to Scarlett. I gripped her hip, pressing back inside her pussy. Scarlett reached out and stroked Prescott’s cock whilst he gathered her hair between his fingers.
“So hard for me,” she murmured, licking the head of his dick.
“Always, little lamb.”
She took him in her mouth, letting go of his dick so he could control the action. I met Prescott’s eyes over her body. He gave me a wink before shoving his dick so far down Scarlett’s throat, she let out a low whining sound around it and gagged.
“Such a dirty little slut you are, taking his dick so deep,” I taunted as I fucked her with brutal strokes.
She was trapped between us now, getting thoroughly railed from both ends. And she did nothing to stop it. No, our girl took every inch of our dicks.
“Look at you, crying so sweetly, lamb. Such a good girl,” Prescott said. “You deserve a reward.”
“Give it to her.”
“Only if you make her come.”
I grinned, reaching around and strumming her clit with my fingers.
“With fucking pleasure.”
Scarlett bucked between us, trying to impale herself further on my dick. I held onto her hip tighter to stop her from moving whilst I claimed her pussy with my cock and stroked her needy clit. She was moaning around Prescott’s dick, her hands scrabbling against the wood.
“Come for us, little lamb. Soak his dick,” Prescott ground out, fucking her throat harder with his hand still fisted in her hair. “Give it to us.”
It took another minute. Then she was crying all over his dick, her pussy clamping down around mine and her body trembling with her orgasm. She was wild with it, shifting and bucking in our hold. Prescott didn’t let up with his cock in her throat. He kept ramming it down whilst I continued to fuck her pussy with as much brutality.
“Fuck,” he groaned a moment later.
“Don’t swallow it all yet, slut,” I ordered as he came violently down her throat.
Prescott held her in place for a moment longer, before letting go of her hair, his dick popping out of her mouth. I gripped her hair instead, pulling her upright against my chest. I gripped her chin and turned her face towards Mason.