Jada's breath came in sharp, ragged bursts, her forehead pressing against the wall as she fought to maintain some semblance of control. But it was slipping fast. Each touch, each teasing flick of his fingers, was driving her closer to the edge.
He let her suffer for a moment, his hand between her legs, fingers moving in slow, agonizing circles. She was wet—soaked, really—and the sound of it was unmistakable. Even Hannah, watching with wide eyes through the camera lens, could hear the slick, wet sounds of Jada's arousal filling the room.
Dick's plan was simple. Edge her until she begged.
Jada's hips twitched involuntarily as his fingers toyed with her, slipping just inside her entrance before pulling back to focus on her clit again. She let out a low, frustrated moan, her forehead pressing harder into the wall. Her body was betraying her, every muscle tense with need, but she refused to give in.
"Say it," Dick whispered, his voice a taunting murmur against her ear. "Tell me how bad you want it."
Jada's jaw clenched, a growl of frustration escaping her as she shook her head, still defiant even as her body trembled beneath his touch. "Go fuck yourself," she hissed, but the crack in her voice gave her away.
Dick chuckled softly, his breath hot against her skin. "You're already soaked, Jada. Doesn't matter how tough you act." His fingers pressed harder, drawing another sharp gasp from her lips. "Your body knows what it wants, even if you're too proud to admit it."
Behind them, Jemmy leaned forward on the bed, licking her lips as she watched the scene unfold with rapt attention. Betty rested a hand on her thigh, eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and satisfaction. They both knew what was coming. Hannah's breathing was shaky as she held the camera steady, zooming in on Jada's face, capturing every flicker of desperation that crossed her features.
"Come on," Dick teased, slowing his pace even further, barely touching her now, just enough to keep her on edge. "Say the words, and I'll give you what you need."
Jada's nails scraped against the wall, her breath ragged, her hips grinding back against his hand despite her best efforts to stay in control. She was losing. Every second he held back, every torturous flick of his fingers, pushed her closer to the breaking point.
"You're gonna have to beg for it," he whispered, his voice low and commanding.
She bit her lip, stifling another moan, but her body was trembling now, her thighs clenching as the tension built inside her. She was close, teetering on the edge, and Dick could feel it. Her breaths came in short, desperate gasps, each one a battle to hold on to the last shreds of her dignity.
But Dick wasn't done playing with her.
Without warning, he pulled his hand away completely, stepping back just enough to leave her panting against the wall, her body throbbing with unsatisfied need. Jada let out a frustrated whimper, her eyes fluttering open in disbelief as she realized what he'd done.
"What the fuck?" she gasped, her voice shaky, her knees threatening to buckle beneath her.
Dick stood behind her, calm, in control. "Beg," he said simply, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Jada's breath hitched, her pride warring with the desperate, aching need between her legs. She wanted to hold out, to prove that she was still in control, but her body was screaming for release, every nerve alight with frustration and desire.
"I'm not—" she started, but her voice faltered as Dick stepped closer again, his body pressing against hers, his cock hard and ready against her ass.
"Yes, you are," he murmured, his hand sliding up her thigh, teasing her once more, but never giving her enough to push her over the edge. "You're going to beg for it, Jada. And when you do, I'll make sure you remember every second of this."
Jada's head dropped, her chest heaving as she fought to regain control, but it was slipping through her fingers. Her body ached for him, her core pulsing with need, and every second he withheld what she craved only made it worse.
Jada walked up to Dick, her breath still shaky, but her expression sharp. She wasn't about to let him win this easily. Her fingers brushed his chest, sliding down slowly as she closed the distance between them. "You gave up," she whispered, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "Now it's my turn."
Without waiting for his response, she pushed him onto the bed, straddling him in one swift motion. Her hips rocked against his bulge, grinding slowly, deliberately, as she leaned down, her lips grazing his neck. Her breath was hot against his skin, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She thought she could flip the script, regain control by seducing him the way she always had with other men. But Dick knew better.
He didn't react, didn't give her the satisfaction of a moan or even a smirk. Instead, he watched her with cool amusement, his hands resting behind his head like he was completely unbothered by her little performance. His cock twitched beneath her, but that wasn't for her benefit—he was enjoying the game, watching her scramble to regain control that she'd already lost.
Jada's movements became more desperate, her grinding picking up pace as she tried to elicit a reaction. Her hands slid under his shirt, nails grazing the muscles of his chest, but Dick didn't flinch. He let her work, let her think she was making progress, all while remaining stone-faced, utterly indifferent.
"Come on, Dick," she whispered, her voice low and seductive, "You know you want this. Just give in."
He chuckled softly, a sound that made her pause for a split second, but she quickly recovered, pressing her body harder against his. "Oh, I'm sure you think you've got me figured out, Jada," he murmured, his voice steady, unphased. "But you're not going to get what you want like this."
Her frustration was palpable, her hips grinding harder now, trying to break him, to get him to show some sign that she was still in control. But Dick wasn't playing that game. His hands moved from behind his head, gripping her hips tightly, stopping her in her tracks just as she was about to cum. She gasped, eyes wide with surprise as he flipped her onto her back in one swift motion, pinning her beneath him.
Dick grinned, pinning Jada beneath him, his hands gripping her wrists and holding them firmly above her head. "No, no, no. You don't get to cum from me until you beg," he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver through her.
Jada's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. For the first time tonight, real doubt flickered across her face. She'd never had someone resist her this long. Her whole life, she'd been in control, always calling the shots. But now? Now she was trapped, pinned down by a man who refused to play by her rules.
"I don't beg," she spat, her voice laced with defiance, though her body betrayed her, hips arching up against his, desperate for the friction he denied her.
Dick chuckled, lowering himself just enough so their bodies brushed, his lips hovering over hers, not touching but close enough that she could feel his breath. "You will," he whispered. "Trust me."
Jada bucked against him, trying to twist free, but his grip was ironclad. "You think you're in control?" she hissed. "I'll never give you the satisfaction."
He just smirked, amused by her futile struggle. "That's what makes this fun, Jada. Watching you fight it." He shifted his weight, pressing his knee between her legs, just enough to tease but not enough to give her what she needed. "But the truth is, you're already breaking."
Her body jerked, a soft gasp escaping her lips as the pressure from his knee hit just right. She was losing control, and she knew it. The tension in her muscles was unbearable, her core aching for release, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her crack.
"Not happening," she muttered through clenched teeth, trying to regain some control, some dignity.
Dick's grin widened. "We'll see."
He released her wrists but didn't move off her. His hands slid down her body, fingers tracing the curve of her waist before slipping under her lace panties, pulling them off in one swift motion. Jada's breath hitched, but she held her tongue, refusing to give him the reaction he was fishing for.
He took his time, his fingers brushing over the slick folds of her cunt, teasing her clit with light, fleeting touches. It was maddening. Her hips bucked involuntarily, trying to chase the friction he refused to give.
"Come on," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "I know you want it. Just say the words."
Jada bit her lip, her chest heaving as she fought to keep control. Her mind screamed at her to hold out, to stay strong, but her body was betraying her with every twitch, every tremble.
Dick's fingers slipped inside her, slow and deliberate, stretching her just enough to make her squirm. He could feel how close she was, her walls tightening around him as her breath came in shallow gasps. But he didn't let her have it, not yet.
"You're so wet," he murmured, his lips grazing her jawline. "You're practically begging already."
"I—" Jada choked out, her voice trembling, but she stopped herself, refusing to let him have the satisfaction. She wouldn't beg. Not for him. Not for anyone.
But the pressure was building, her entire body aching for release, and Dick could feel it. His fingers curled inside her, hitting just the right spot, making her gasp and arch against him. Her legs trembled, and she knew she was seconds away from losing the fight.
"Just say it," he whispered again, his breath hot against her ear. "Say it, and I'll give you exactly what you want."
Jada's nails dug into the sheets, her head tossing back against the pillow as her body betrayed her, a soft moan slipping past her lips. She couldn't hold out much longer. The tension was too much, the need too overwhelming.
Her pride was screaming at her to stay silent, to fight, but the desperation in her core was louder now, drowning out every other thought.
Dick's fingers moved faster, pressing harder, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, but always pulling back just before she could fall over. "Come on," he murmured, his voice smooth, coaxing. "Just admit you need it."
Jada's breath hitched, her resolve crumbling. She could feel the words on the tip of her tongue, her body screaming for release, and before she could stop herself, they slipped out, "Fuck you!"
Dick chuckled, his fingers slowing their pace, pulling her back from the brink just as her body teetered on the edge of pleasure. "You can only dream," he said, his voice smooth, dripping with control. "Or beg, and I'll fuck your brain out."
Jada's chest heaved, her frustration palpable as she twisted beneath him. Her hips bucked, desperate for more, for him to push her over that final threshold. But Dick was in no rush. He watched her with dark amusement, enjoying the way she squirmed, the way her pride held her back even as her body begged for release.
"You're so stubborn," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the corner of her jaw, his fingers teasing her again, slow and deliberate. "Just let go, Jada. Stop pretending you don't want this."
She clenched her teeth, refusing to answer, but her body betrayed her again. Her hips rocked against his hand, chasing the pleasure he kept just out of reach. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and Dick could feel the last of her defiance slipping through her fingers like sand.
"Say it," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "Say you need me."
Jada let out a shaky breath, her body trembling as she fought to hold on to the last remnants of control. But it was a losing battle. She was too close, too desperate, and Dick knew it. His fingers pressed against her clit, firm and unrelenting, and Jada's resolve shattered.
"Please," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes squeezing shut as the words tumbled from her lips. "Please, Dick... I need it."
A slow, satisfied grin spread across his face as he felt her surrender. "That's what I thought," he murmured, his fingers slipping inside her again, moving with purpose now, pushing her toward the edge with every stroke.
Jada let out a strangled moan, her head tossing back against the pillow as the pleasure surged through her. She couldn't hold back anymore. Her body was on fire, every nerve alight with need, and Dick was the only one who could extinguish it.
"Good girl," he whispered, his voice low and commanding as he pushed her closer, watching the way her body responded to his every touch. "Now, take it."
And she did. Her body convulsed as the orgasm tore through her, her nails digging into the sheets as she cried out, her back arching off the bed. Dick didn't stop, his fingers continuing their relentless rhythm, drawing out every last wave of pleasure until she was trembling beneath him, gasping for breath.
When she finally collapsed against the bed, her body spent and shaking, Dick pulled back, watching her with a smug, satisfied grin. Jada lay there, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, her mind reeling from the intensity of what had just happened.
Dick smirked as he undressed, letting his shirt fall carelessly to the floor. The low lighting in the room cast shadows over his lean, muscled body. He tossed his underwear to the side, his cock fully erect, glistening in the dim light. Jada, still panting from her orgasm, watched him with wide, hungry eyes. Her body trembled, a mix of exhaustion and anticipation, and she knew she was far from done.
"Now that you've had a little taste..." His voice was a low, rumbling growl, sending a shiver down her spine. He stepped closer, his presence dominating the space between them. "Tell me, Jada. What do you want me to do to you?"
Jada bit her lip, her defiance flickering for a moment before dissolving under the weight of his gaze. She didn't have it in her to play coy anymore—not after what he'd just done to her. Her thighs clenched together, still throbbing with the aftermath of her orgasm. Her lips parted, but the words stuck in her throat, a war raging between her pride and the undeniable desire that was consuming her.
Dick's fingers trailed up her leg, teasing her skin as he leaned in, his mouth close to her ear. "Say it," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. "Be honest with yourself."
Jada shuddered, her body betraying the last of her resistance. Her voice was barely a whisper, thick with need. "I want you to fuck me."
Dick chuckled softly, the sound vibrating deep in his chest. "Louder," he demanded, his hand now resting on her inner thigh, his thumb brushing dangerously close to her clit. "I didn't hear you."
Jada's breath hitched, her back arching slightly as she met his gaze, her eyes dark with lust. She swallowed hard, her voice louder now, more desperate. "I want you to fuck me, Dick. Please."
That was all he needed to hear. Without hesitation, he grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach, her ass lifted in the air, perfectly presented for him. He could see the slickness between her legs, her pussy glistening with the remnants of her earlier orgasm. She was dripping wet, her body screaming for more.
Dick positioned himself behind her, his hand gripping her ass firmly as he lined up his cock with her entrance. "You're going to take all of it," he growled, his voice low and rough. He didn't wait for her to respond. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her, filling her completely.
Jada cried out, her fingers clawing at the sheets as her body jerked forward from the force of his thrust. He was big, bigger than she'd expected, and the stretch of him inside her was overwhelming. But she loved it—every inch, every hard thrust that followed. Her body rocked with his rhythm, the sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
Dick's grip on her waist tightened as he pounded into her, his pace unrelenting. Jada's moans grew louder, more desperate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She was lost in it, in him, her body surrendering completely to the brutal, primal need that consumed them both.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in quick, tight circles that made her hips buck wildly beneath him. She gasped, her body convulsing with the sudden rush of pleasure. "Oh fuck!" she screamed, her voice raw, her walls clenching hard around him.
"That's right," Dick growled, his pace quickening. "Come for me again. I want to feel you break."
Jada's body obeyed, her second orgasm hitting her harder than the first. She trembled violently, her entire body shaking as she screamed his name, her nails tearing into the sheets. Her vision blurred, the pleasure too intense, too overwhelming to process. Dick didn't stop, driving into her harder, deeper, his cock pushing her further into the bed with every savage thrust.
As she came down from her high, her body limp and spent beneath him, Dick pulled out, flipping her onto her back once again. Her chest heaved, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, but the fire in her gaze was still there. She wasn't finished yet. Neither was he.
He climbed on top of her, his cock pressing against her soaked entrance once more. His hand wrapped around her throat, not squeezing, just holding her in place as he leaned in close. "What do you want now?" he asked, his voice dripping with authority.
Jada's lips trembled, her body still trembling from the last orgasm. "I want..." She swallowed hard, her voice barely audible. "I want you to fuck me until I can't think."
Dick grinned, his teeth flashing in the dim light. "Good girl." He thrust into her again, and this time, there was no holding back. His pace was brutal, merciless, his cock slamming into her over and over as Jada writhed beneath him. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her moans turning into incoherent whimpers as the pleasure mounted again, her body helpless to the onslaught of sensation.
Dick looked down at her, never slowing his pace. Her brown skin gleamed with sweat, her body writhing beneath him, each thrust drawing out another desperate moan. Jada's eyes fluttered shut, her lips parted, and her breath hitched with every rough movement. She was close again—he could feel it. The tension in her body, the way her hips rocked upward to meet him, begged for release.
Hannah stood nearby, hands trembling as she struggled to keep the camera steady, her lips parted, her face flushed with excitement. Her gaze flicked between Jada and Dick, unable to tear herself away from the raw, intense scene unfolding before her.
Meanwhile, Betty and Jemmy, too caught up in their own lust, had turned toward each other. Their lips locked, tongues exploring with hungry desperation as their hands roamed over each other's bodies. The sight of Jada being fucked senseless was too much for them to resist. Jemmy's fingers slipped beneath Betty's skirt, teasing her, while Betty moaned softly into Jemmy's mouth, her hips grinding against her friend's touch.
Dick didn't even glance at them, his focus entirely on Jada. His cock drove into her harder, deeper, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room. Jada's nails dug into his back, her legs tightening around his waist as her breath came in sharp, shallow gasps.
"Fuck, I'm gonna—" Jada's words broke off in a moan, her body shuddering beneath him. She was unraveling, her control slipping completely as the tension inside her built to a breaking point.
Dick's hand gripped her throat lightly, his thumb brushing against her pulse as he leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "Then cum," he growled, his voice rough and commanding. "Cum for me, Jada."
She let out a strangled cry, her entire body convulsing as her third orgasm tore through her. Her walls clenched around him, hard and desperate, her back arching off the bed as she screamed his name, lost in the overwhelming pleasure that consumed her.
Dick didn't slow. He kept driving into her, pushing her body to its limits, his pace relentless. Jada's moans turned into incoherent whimpers, her nails raking down his back as her mind blurred, consumed by the sensation of him filling her, stretching her, over and over again.
"You're mine now," he whispered, his voice low and possessive. Her body responded, trembling beneath him, unable to deny the truth of his words.
Betty let out a moan from the edge of the bed, her fingers tangled in Jemmy's hair as their kiss deepened, their bodies pressed tightly together. Jemmy's hand disappeared beneath Betty's panties, her fingers moving with expert precision, drawing out soft, needy sounds from the redhead's lips.
Hannah, still recording, bit her lip, her own arousal evident as she shifted on her feet. Her breathing was shallow, her cheeks flushed, her eyes locked on the scene in front of her. She could barely keep the camera steady, but she didn't stop. She didn't dare.
Dick's thrusts became harder, more erratic, the sound of Jada's moans driving him closer to the edge. He could feel her body tightening around him again, her muscles trembling as another orgasm built inside her. She was barely holding on, lost in the pleasure he was giving her.
Without warning, he pulled out of her, leaving her gasping, her body trembling with the sudden loss. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading, her legs still spread, her skin glistening with sweat. "Please…" she whimpered, her voice barely audible, broken with need.
Dick grinned, stroking his cock as he hovered over her, his eyes locked onto hers. "What do you want, Jada?" he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. "Tell me."
Jada swallowed hard, her pride shattered, her body trembling with desperation. "I need you," she whispered, her voice hoarse, raw with desire. "Please, Dick… fuck me."
Satisfied, he thrust back into her with brutal force, driving deep, making her scream. Her hands shot up, gripping the sheets as her body arched against him, every nerve alight with the pleasure that surged through her. She came again, her walls tightening around him, her moans echoing in the room as she lost herself in the sensation.
Dick was close now, his grip on her hips tightening as he slammed into her, the rhythm of his thrusts unrelenting. Jada's body trembled beneath him, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure and submission. She had nothing left, no resistance, no pride—just the overwhelming need for him.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You'll never forget this." Then, with one final, powerful thrust, he came, spilling inside her, his body shuddering with release.
Jada moaned, her body arching as she felt him fill her, her mind reeling from the intensity of it all. She was spent, her body trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she collapsed against the bed, utterly wrecked.
Dick stayed inside her for a moment, savoring the sight of her, the way her chest heaved, her skin glistening with sweat, her body completely under his control. Then, slowly, he pulled out, leaving her lying there, panting and dazed.
Hannah let out a shaky breath, lowering the camera as she glanced nervously at the others. Jemmy and Betty had pulled apart, their hands still on each other, their eyes dark with lust as they watched Dick with eager anticipation. They weren't done yet.
Dick smirked, glancing at the trio surrounding him. "Who's next?"
All three girls eyed each other, eager but wary. They'd just seen what happened to Jada, and none of them wanted to be outdone. Dick's attention shifted between them, amused by their silent competition, but his gaze finally settled on Hannah. She had been the quietest, the one who'd filmed everything, watching it all unfold with wide-eyed anticipation.
"You deserve a reward," Dick said, his voice low, cutting through the tension in the room.
Hannah's face lit up, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she crawled toward him on all fours, eyes glinting with excitement. She moved with purpose, her hands brushing against his legs as she positioned herself between them. He was still hard, slick from Jada, and she wasted no time. Her tongue flicked out, tentative at first, tasting the mix of their arousal on his skin.
Dick's hand tangled in her hair, a firm but not rough grip as he guided her. Hannah's lips closed around his cock, taking him in slowly, savoring the weight of him in her mouth. Her movements were careful, deliberate—she knew she had to make this count. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing as she worked him deeper, her moans vibrating through him as she lost herself in the task.
Betty shifted on the bed, her hand slipping between her thighs, unable to resist the sight in front of her. Jemmy, however, wasn't content to just watch. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Dick's neck as she whispered, "Want some help?" Her fingers brushed against Hannah's cheek, teasingly urging her to take more of him.
Hannah didn't flinch, determined to prove herself. She bobbed her head faster, her tongue swirling around his shaft with practiced precision, pushing herself to take him deeper until her nose brushed against his pelvis. Dick groaned softly, tightening his grip in her hair as he thrust gently into her mouth, watching the way she eagerly responded, her throat tightening around him.
Jemmy's fingers wandered lower, tracing along his thigh before slipping between her own legs. She moaned softly, leaning in to kiss his neck, her lips trailing down to his collarbone, while her other hand reached to fondle his balls, massaging them with careful, practiced motions.
Dick pulled Betty closer, guiding her onto the bed beside him as he lay back. His cock glistened with Hannah's spit, still throbbing with anticipation. Hannah paused, straddling him, her body trembling with need. Her pussy was slick, the heat radiating off her as she hovered above his shaft, her eyes locked onto his. Without waiting, she sank down onto him, her cunt stretching to take him in inch by inch, a guttural moan escaping her lips as she started to ride him.
Jemmy, watching with darkened eyes, wasted no time. She climbed up the bed, positioning herself over his face, her wetness already coating her inner thighs. She lowered herself onto him, and Dick's mouth immediately found her, his tongue lashing against her swollen clit. Jemmy's breath hitched, her hands reaching out to steady herself as she ground her hips against his face, riding the rhythm of his tongue with growing desperation.
Betty, not one to be left out, bent over in front of Jemmy, spreading her legs to reveal the dripping cunt between her thighs. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes full of lust, before Jemmy leaned in, her tongue flicking out to tease Betty's folds. Betty gasped, her back arching as Jemmy's mouth worked her over, the pleasure building between the three of them, a constant cycle of moans and gasps filling the room.
Hannah's hips moved faster, her hands braced against Dick's chest as she rode him hard, the slick sounds of their bodies slapping together echoing off the walls. Her pussy clenched around him, her movements becoming erratic as her orgasm approached. "Fuck… I'm so close," she panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Dick, his mouth still buried between Jemmy's legs, increased the pressure, his tongue moving in time with the thrusts of his cock inside Hannah. Jemmy's moans grew louder, her body trembling from the sensation of Dick's expert work. She bucked her hips against his face, grinding harder as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak.
Betty's fingers tightened around Jemmy's legs, keeping her steady as she leaned closer, her own breath hitching. Jemmy's moans turned frantic, her body jerking as Dick's tongue flicked relentlessly across her clit, sending her over the edge. She gasped, grinding herself against his mouth, riding the wave of her orgasm, her thighs trembling as she came undone. Her head fell back, lips parted in a silent scream as pleasure overtook her senses.
Hannah wasn't far behind. She slammed down on him, her nails digging into his skin as her climax hit hard. Her pussy clenched around his cock like a vice, her moans mingling with Jemmy's, creating a chorus of raw pleasure. "God, yes!" she cried, her body shuddering as she lost control, her orgasm rolling through her in waves.
Dick groaned, his body tensing as the pressure inside him built, but he wasn't done. With one final swipe of his tongue, Jemmy collapsed forward, her legs trembling as she tried to catch her breath. Dick moved quickly, pulling Jemmy off his face and flipping her onto the bed beside him, leaving her sprawled out, panting and dazed.
He got behind Jemmy, gripping her hips as he positioned himself. With one swift movement, Dick thrust into her tight cunt, eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. Her body jolted forward, her hands gripping the sheets for support as he filled her. The sensation was overwhelming, her walls clenching around him as he moved with steady, powerful strokes.
Betty, still bent over in front of Jemmy, trembled with anticipation as Dick pulled her closer, her body draping over Jemmy's back. Her slick, red-haired snatch hovered just above Jemmy's mouth, and without hesitation, Dick's tongue flicked out, tasting the sweetness of Betty's arousal. She moaned deeply, her body quivering as his tongue worked her over, his cock pounding into Jemmy and his tongue teasing her clit driving her to the edge.
Hannah, still riding the high of her orgasm, moved quickly to join them. With a wicked grin, she knelt in front of Betty, pulling the redhead's face toward her own dripping core. "Taste me," Hannah whispered, her voice a mix of command and desperation.
Betty didn't need any encouragement. Her tongue darted out, eagerly lapping at Hannah's slick folds, her hands gripping Hannah's thighs for support as she dove into the task. Hannah moaned, her body trembling as Betty's tongue worked her over, pushing her closer and closer to another release.
Jemmy, still pinned under the weight of Betty's body, gasped and moaned beneath them, her hips rocking back against Dick's relentless thrusts. Her body trembled with each deep, forceful stroke, her mind fogged with pleasure. The heat between them was overwhelming, a tangle of bodies and sensations that left her completely at his mercy.
Dick's pace quickened, his grip on Jemmy's hips tightening as he drove deeper into her. Every thrust sent a shockwave of pleasure through her, her body jerking in time with his movements. Jemmy's moans grew louder, more frantic, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the pressure built inside her, threatening to explode.
Betty wasn't far behind. Dick's tongue worked her over mercilessly, flicking and circling her swollen clit, driving her closer to the edge. She groaned, her body arching as she pressed harder against his mouth, chasing the release that seemed just out of reach.
Hannah, her legs trembling as Betty's tongue worked its magic, let out a low, guttural moan as she grabbed a fistful of Betty's hair, guiding her deeper into her. The pleasure was blinding, every nerve in her body alight as Betty's tongue flicked and teased her core. She bucked her hips against Betty's mouth, her body on fire with the sensation.
The room was a symphony of moans and gasps, the heat of their bodies mixing with the sounds of pleasure. Jemmy's breath hitched, her body tightening as Dick's cock hit just the right spot, over and over again, sending her spiraling toward another orgasm. She cried out, her hands clawing at the sheets as the wave of pleasure crashed over her, her cunt clenching around him in a desperate attempt to hold on to the sensation.
"Fuck!" Jemmy screamed, her entire body trembling as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her breathless and spent. Her legs gave out beneath her, collapsing onto the bed, but Dick didn't stop. He pulled out of her quickly, leaving her dazed and quivering on the sheets.
His attention shifted back to Betty, her red hair hanging in messy strands as she moaned into Hannah's pussy. He could feel her trembling, her body so close to release, and without missing a beat, Dick thrust into her from behind, his cock sliding easily into her slick cunt.
Betty gasped, her head jerking up from between Hannah's legs as Dick filled her. Her body responded immediately, her walls tightening around him as he moved, the force of his thrusts driving her forward, pushing her face back into Hannah's waiting core.
Hannah moaned, her back arching as Betty's tongue resumed its frantic work. Her body trembled, her thighs tightening around Betty's head as she chased her own release, her fingers digging into the sheets.
Dick's pace was ruthless, his cock slamming into Betty with unrelenting force. Her moans turned into cries, her body completely at his mercy as he took her. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, her body trembling with every stroke. She was close, so close, and she knew it.
Betty's fingers clawed at the sheets, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she bucked against him, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his. The tension inside her built and built until she couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, desperate cry, she came hard, her body convulsing around his cock as the orgasm tore through her, leaving her shaking and breathless.
Hannah followed soon after, her body jerking as Betty's tongue pushed her over the edge. She cried out, her hips grinding against Betty's mouth, riding the wave of her orgasm as it crashed over her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
Dick wasn't far behind. Standing tall, his muscles tensed, breath shallow, he looked over the four girls sprawled across the bed like trophies. Jada lay at the far end, still trembling, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. Jemmy, Betty, and Hannah were on their knees, their eyes glazed with exhaustion, lust, and anticipation.
Without warning, Dick let go, his cock pulsing with the force of his release. Hot ropes of cum sprayed across them, marking each one of them in turn. Betty's back arched as the first spurt hit her face, dripping down to her chest. Jemmy followed, her body trembling as his cum splattered across her skin. Hannah moaned softly, her lips parted, catching some of his release with her tongue, savoring the taste as her body shuddered beneath him.
Jada turned her head slowly, catching the last of his release across her breasts and stomach, her eyes half-lidded as she watched, her mind still lost in the haze of submission.
They all wore his mark now.