“Suck it harder.” He urged his brown eyes watching me as he continued to pump fuck my mouth quickening the pace to a wild forceful thrust. “Tha...’s it, fuck it!” My hands caressed a backside that was tight and firm, felt the pre-cum roll on my tongue and hit the back of my throat as he continued to pump his engorged shaft into my mouth and down my throat. “That’s it, open your wet lips.” He whispered his eyes sweeping over me. I did as requested, imagining myself as one big wet hole waiting for. So HARD. How are you going to pick a winner?" he heard one of the girls beside him say.He turned his head and the cute redhead looked at him with a mischievous grin on her face."Personally, I don’t understand why it’s always about the tits. Girls have more than tits that can be sexy. I mean, I was hoping you might be an ass man," she said as she turned slightly and ran her hand down her side."Oh my God," he thought to himself as her hand went over her hip as she turned a little more and bent. She wasn't dramatic by nature,and she'd had to train herself to perfect the role that they wanted herto fill. She was the big bad demon, 'forcing' them to do what theywanted. Poor souls, they truly believed (at first, anyway) that they hadto be blackmailed into doing what they'd always wanted.And so, acting her role, she told him how the future would be. Threw thebag at him as contemptuously as she could manage, told him that he had amonth to make himself into what he'd pretended to be. It was. When her hand started to speed up without her seeming to realize it, he ordered, “Stop.” With a cry of distress, she did as she was told, her slippery fingers poised above her aching clit. “Now finger yourself,” he said.It was supremely challenging for Marie not to touch her clit now, when she was dying to rub the heel of her hand against it, at the very least. But the new sensations as she finger fucked herself started to take over, even as she mechanically ate the bites of breakfast he fed.