Page 66 of Petty Deadly Gorgeous

“At daluku nue, usthai enca ciili hisii!” Then I pulled the blade across his neck, dropped to my knees, and let his blood cover me.

When the blood flow slowed to a stop, Anton and Hugh took him down and Jon cleared the tray.

Ollin walked over and kissed my cheeks. “Beautiful job, son.”

Another set of lips pressed against my neck. “Congratulations.” Tristan’s soft voice spoke into my ear.

I stood up and my cock bobbed crudely in front of me. Anna wrapped her hand around it and stroked it as she covered my mouth in a kiss. “That was sexy.”

I felt Jon at my back. His forked tongue tickled my neck. “So sexy.”

Hugh held his hand out and I accepted it, pulling him in for a hug with Anna between us. “What can we do for you?” A sly smile crept along his face.

I slipped out from between Jon and Anna. “On your knees.”

Anna slid down to her knees and looked at me for her next command.

“Like a dog in heat.” My voice deepened.

She licked her lips and fell forward, catching herself with her hands.

“Good girl, now open your mouth and suck the first cock that goes in.”

She tilted her head up and opened her mouth. Jon stepped back and let Tristan go first. He placed it on her tongue and hissed when her mouth closed around him.

“You know what?” I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked it. “Keep her busy. Hands, mouth, pussy and ass. She’s not done until she can’t walk.”

Anton slid between her legs and moved up so she could push back on him, and Hugh got to his knees behind her. He pulled her cheeks apart and pushed against her tight hole. While those two got their cocks wet, Jon and Ollin each took a side and waited for her to sit up and grab onto their erections.

Seeing my woman used so thoroughly made my cock harder, and I sat back on a lounger. The mirrors let me see everything happening, every thrust. And the sounds in the room were what I pictured heaven would be like.

Most men might be jealous seeing someone else fuck their woman, but for me? Knowing she would do anything for me made me feel like a god.

“Pinch her nipples, Anton. And Hugh? Slap that ass.”

Her muffled moans kept a smile on my face, and Tristan had his fist in her hair. His hips bucked wildly as he face-fucked her.

“Where do you want my load? Down her throat?” He groaned. “Or all over her face?”

“Nut on her face. She likes that.” I moaned and sank down on the lounger.

Jon looked over his shoulder. “If you come closer, my tail can help you.”

“Fuck.” A groan rumbled in my chest. “I’m torn between watching and being fucked.”

“Anton, I want a crack at that pussy.” Ollin panted.

Tristan pulled his cock from her mouth and moaned as he stroked to a finish on her face. Anna moaned, and I walked over and tapped her lips with my dick.

“Keep sucking.”

She lapped at my blood covered skin and took me down her throat, holding me there and then pulling off.

“Don’t slow down jacking those cocks.”

She made a sound around my cock and Anton’s toes curled. His moans grew louder and his hips thrust up as his body shook.

“Yeah! Fill her up!” I held her head with both hands. “Isn’t this what Jon wanted? To see me hold your head and face-fuck you until you swallow every last drop?”

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