Page 111 of Deep Cover

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Cole

There were two girls on the bed. Not my bed, because there was a good chance it was going to get messed up.

What I'd done to Annie in the morning had me so hot I called Marilyn and Steph, had them show up and strip down and I'd been fucking them, the two of them tied one on top of the other so I could just move them up and down and take whatever hole I wanted.

Now that wasn't enough and I stripped the duct tape off them, gave Marilyn a dildo and said, "Hurt her."

I stood back, hard as a rock, stroking my cock as I watched Marilyn order Stephanie to her knees and start plunging the plastic phallus into Steph's ass. Steph grunted with every thrust, rocking forward.

Good. That was good. Beautiful to watch their breasts jiggling and hear Stephanie grunt.

But my mind was on what I was going to do to Annie.

Because I wanted to. Because I enjoyed it and she did too, even if she couldn't admit it yet.

And because the instant I'd walked in here to fuck the girls, I'd seen the red light shining on my phone by the bed.

She was getting bold. She hardly waited until I left the suite. Probably checking on her father. Or maybe on her job.

Didn't matter. Rules were rules. She was supposed to be out of contact with the so-called real world for her own good.

She should have listened.

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