Page 101 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“No,” the sausage king said. “Your sausage is superior.”
I mean, it was. But it was weird for the sausage king to admit that while he watched me suck Jurgen off.Focus. I needed that D. I was a woman on a mission. I played with Jurgen’s balls and myhand joined my mouth as I sucked on him. I was so horny. But honestly, I wasn’t sure if I could handle such a big dick.
I stared at the camera again as I went all the way down, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I needed to get him almost ready to cum so that I didn’t have to ride him for too long. That way I wouldn’t be stretched to oblivion. And somehow this felt less like cheating. Especially because Tanner was watching. And there was no way he wasn’t imaging it being his thick cock pressed against the back of my throat. My eyes started to water.
Good Lord, Jurgen just kept getting bigger and bigger. I needed to get this over with before he grew anymore.
I stood up and took off my dirndl. “You’re sure you want me to do this?” I wasn’t even sure who I was asking any more. Tanner or the sausage king.
The sausage king just responded with a whimper.
I looked over at him.Oh my God. Is he crying and jerking off in the corner?
He whimpered again as his hand moved. I couldn’t see his cock at all because his hand was so big.
This was the weirdest thing ever. I turned back to Jurgen and tried my best to ignore whatever the hell the sausage king was doing. I needed a second, because him crying was really zapping all my horniness away.
I got back on my knees and started touching myself to make sure I was wet enough. I stared into the camera.I wish it was yourtongue between my thighs.I imagined Tanner lowering his face between my legs.
God, I was so wet. I kept staring at the camera as I slid another finger inside of myself. I wanted Tanner to enjoy the show. I hoped he was turned on and not crying like the sausage king...
I went all the way down on Jurgen’s cock again and slowly pulled back so I could stand up. But before I could, Jurgen BLASTED me in the face with his cum. Everywhere. In my eyes. On my cheek. Up my nose. I gasped and more went into my mouth.
The cum was absolutely delicious. And a little spicy. Probably a German spice cookie or something. I couldn’t open my eyes or else they’d burn with cum. All I could do was stay on my knees and enjoy my cookies.
Another shot went all over my tits. And at the exact same time, another shot hit my cheek.
Wait, what?And it suddenly tasted different. Sweeter.Is the sausage king cumming on me too?
I heard groans coming from two different men. Both sounded very close.
That little pervert came out of his corner!
I did my best to wipe the cum out of my eyes so I could see him. The sausage king had gotten a little bigger once he got hard, but the size difference of the two men up close was insane. It was like a Hummer next to a tricycle.
And damn it!They were supposed to bang me. Now this wouldn’t count. “Dude! What the hell?” I tried to wipe the cum off my face. But there was so much of it.
Jurgen grabbed a hanky off the nightstand and handed it to me. “My apologies. I seem to have lost control all over your beautiful face. May I get you a sausage to make up for it?”
Not unless he meant a dick that was actually going to fuck me toward true love.
“Yes,” the sausage king said. “Please get us sausages. Celebratory sausages.”
What the hell are we celebrating?
The sausage king got down on one knee.
What the fuck is happening?!
“Ashley Cooper, not only does my mother like you, but I like you too. You were so thoughtful to check on me even while a superior man was right in front of you. I would be a schlieberfleen to let you go.”
Schlieberfleen? I didn’t know German, but that sounded like a made-up word.
“Will you marry me?”
I just stared at him. How could he propose to me while I was kneeling and covered in another man’s cum?! I tried my best towipe more away. And oh God, was Tanner watching all of this too? I cringed. “Dude, no. I have a boyfriend.”
“Yes, you are my girlfriend. Now you will be my fiancée.”
