Page 430 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
I so badly wanted to reach down and touch myself while my lips were wrapped around his cock. My pussy was just begging for attention. But two hands on him was better than one. I’d just have to be patient. Each thrust in my mouth made me want him inside me even more.
Focus.Hopefully he was thinking about how good this was too. And imagining more just like I was. Like how deep he could be inside of me. How tight I’d be around his thick cock. How wet I was for him. I moaned again. Up and down, up and down. Sucking to the beat. Each thrust of his hips spurring me on even more.
Within thirty seconds I felt him stiffen a little more. And I knew I almost had him.
I took him all the way into my throat again and pushed right behind his balls.
He groaned and thrust forward.
Here we go.
I pulled back, smiled up at him, and gave him a few more tugs.
And I got my reward.
Hot cum exploded out of his beautiful cock, all over my smiling face.
The girls in the crowd cheered, and that just made him cum even harder.
Fuck yeah. Give me that cum.The crowd kept cheering. I was definitely the first to finish. Usually first to finish wasn’t the best thing when it came to a man. But in this case…it was perfection.
I wanted to keep sucking him to make sure I got every last drop, but there was no time for such things. My girls needed me.
Desperately, by the look of it.
Actually, half of them were fine.
Esme and Zoraida weren’t doing anything groundbreaking, just classic blowjobs with supporting hand action.
But Slavanka and Ash were struggling.
Especially Ash.
What the hell?Seriously. What the hell was she doing? Both her hands were clasped behind her back. Which could have been fine, but instead of really bobbing up and down on him, she was making the weirdest little movement that somehow kept his shaft entirely out of her mouth.
Damn it, Ash!What had happened to her skills from earlier?! Had it just been beginners’ luck? Or was this cock just too big for her to handle?
If I wasn’t mistaken, Ash had found a third Banana Bro.
Lucky little slut.
“Ash!” I yelled. “What are you doing?! Channel your technique from the Pump Race! You’ve got this!”
She looked over at me and nodded. And then she started going wild on him. It was good, but she still had no rhythm. And that was the key to getting him over the finish line.
I walked over and ran my hands down her stripper’s silky-smooth abs. Then I grabbed his cock and stroked him to the beat.
My hand combined with Ash’s mouth was the perfect combo.
“You wanna cum all over my maid of honor?” I whispered into his big monkey ear. “Would you like that, you dirty monkey? Your cum dripping down her chin?”
He nodded his big monkey mask.
“Good boy.” I pushed Ash’s head off of him with one hand while I stroked him with the other.
She flinched as his cum shot her right in the eye.
Oops.
