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I shoved her mouth onto my cock, staring directly at Mara. I knew she could hear me moaning. I knew she remembered my sound. That pouty mouth of hers was slightly open. I leaned closer into the screen, shoving Gianna backward and gagging her with my size.
“Open that fucking mouth wider,” I said slowly and deliberately, panting each syllable.
Both Mara and Gianna obeyed.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck. Just like that.”
Mara’s camera wobbled, and her face was beet red. She appeared to be sitting behind a parked car. The image shifteduntil she refocused the camera, and it stayed still on her wide, lustful eyes.
“You gonna come for me, you naughty little whore? Or do you only like to watch?”
Gianna sucked my cock harder, bringing one hand down to rub her clit and the other up to wrap around my base, helping her with the length. She always choked like a bitch.
“That’s right, touch yourself.”
Mara bit her lip, knowing I was talking to her.
“I said to fucking touch your dripping wet little pussy,” I growled again, locking eyes with my Little Reaper.
The camera wobbled again and slowly rose higher than before. I could tell from the blush on her cheeks that she listened to me.
“That’s my good, desperate whore. Rub that pussy like I would. Pound those fingers into your cunt and tease that clit.”
Gianna and Mara increased their speeds. I moaned, the tantalizing fact that I couldn’t see Mara’s hand but knew exactly what she was doing was overwhelming.
“Oh fuck yes. Good girl. Such a good fucking girl making that little pussy weep for me. Faster. You know you need it faster than that to come.”
Gianna was tugging my dick, slobbering all over my stomach and balls, and giving herself rug burn from how hard she was pushing her body into the floor.
On the screen, Mara followed the same rhythm I had used in the bathroom.
I watched her arm, those slight movements giving me the tease I craved so much. Despite the blur of the fucking camera, I knew exactly how fast she was going. I imagined her there behind that car, knuckles deep in her tight cunt while watching me.
I came undone. My come was going to drown the bitch at the end of my dick. My fists were white-knuckled, holding onto the shelf, letting Mara see what she had done to me. Letting her hear my moans and hear my roar.
“Holy fuck. Yes. That’s right. You need to feel me. You need to feel my mouth again. Let it out. Make that desperate cunt soak the ground!”
Mara bucked, and the camera fell to the ground, the image blurring in a splash of liquid before the screen went black.
I smiled, erasing the remnants of any outgoing calls before laying the phone down on the shelf.
Gianna came and finally let go of my dick. It was going to be sore after that manhandling. I walked to the bathroom to clean myself up and threw a towel at the woman, who was still kneeling on the floor.
Nice guys did that shit, right?
“You good?” I said, popping open the mini fridge and retrieving a package I had kept there.
Gianna seemed to be still catching her breath when she leaned on the counter. “Yeah. Wow, Jinxy. Where did that come from? I mean…I never…we never….I mean…just wow.”
“Gotta switch it up sometimes.” I shrugged and pulled up my pants.
Gianna noticed the white container in my hand and frowned, scrunching her face in confusion.
“Uh, what’s in that?”
I looked down at the Tupperware and smiled.
“A snack.”
