Page 210 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Then the Asian breed was up.
“Are we really supposed to be calling them breeds?” I asked as Frankie examined one of the Asian guy’s bites. I couldn’t get Nigel’s fear of cancel culture out of my head.
“Absolutely,” she said.
“You’re okay with it?” I asked the ripped Asian guy in front of me.
He smiled and started to nod.
But the woman holding his leash lightly tugged on it to stop him. “Please don’t talk to the gents,” she said.
I laughed. This was so ridiculous. But it really was quite fun. It was a mix between a dog show and a swimsuit contest. And I was pretty sure I was going to have dreams of this for the next few nights. I wanted to get dipped by every breed.
I watched the Asian guy walk into the line. He had such a tight little ass. “I think he was the best one,” I said.
“Agreed,” said Chastity. “He had such a slappable ass.”
“Right?” I said.
Frankie laughed at both of us. But then declared him the winner of the Asian breed.
“The Mediterranean breed is next,” said Frankie.
Angel and Diablo immediately walked out together. The last time I’d seen Diablo, he’d been watching me fuck Orlando.
I thought I’d be embarrassed to see him. But there was something about the way he was looking at me that didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. He was staring at me like he wanted to see me naked again. Like he wouldn’t mind seeing me full of another cock.
I glanced at his brother. Angel was staring at me the same way. Like he wanted it to be his cock. And I wondered if Diablo had told him what had happened. I was sure he did. And he may have shown him my cumshot mugshot...
They stopped in front of me and smiled. I didn’t know what to say. So I started analyzing them. Pulling on their lips and ears. Running my fingers down their abs.
“You can just jump to the good part if you want,” said Diablo. “I know you’ve been fantasizing about grabbing my cock.”
My eyes slowly fell to his cock straining against his jock strap. My hand ran down his abs, stopping on the waistband of his jock strap.
“What my brother meant to say was that it’s good to see you again,” said Angel.
That wasn’t anywhere close to what Diablo had just said.
“I feel like we still owe you for helping free us from prison,” Angel said. “Anything in particular you’d like from us?”
I pulled out Diablo’s cock to measure it.
“I think we know exactly what you want as a thank you,” said Diablo. “This deep inside you.”
I awkwardly dropped his dick. Somehow his penis sleeve caught on my nail though, so as I pulled away his dick sleeve came with me.
“Feel free to drop to your knees right now and get me nice and lubed up with your mouth. You’re going to want that extra lube when I stretch you later.”
Angel smiled. It was like he couldn’t even think of something sweeter to say. And he was staring at me like he didn’t even want to bother. Like he wanted the exact same thing as his brother.
I tried to put Diablo’s dick sleeve back on, but he’d grown so hard that it wouldn’t fit.
Chastity whistled.
“Frankie, measure the other Mediterranean,” I said.
Angel laughed. “Is that all I am to you?”
