We arrive back at the hotel. I am nearly spent from the car ride. Sara is hot and begging to play. I say that she can but first she has to strip for us. Slowly, sensually she has to make me hot again. She pulls off the jacket that Joe let her borrow and it falls to the floor. It’s like she’s moving in slow motion. Her breasts are begging to be freed of that cute bra she’s wearing. Her mahogany hair flows down around her shoulders longing to tickle her nipples. She bends over, exposing more cleavage than ever. I think there about to fall out of there. Her shoes slide off while I’m staring at her breasts. Both men are staring at me cause somehow my hand found it’s way to my wet cunt.
My panties long lost, now the only thing stopping me from my pleasure is the fact that I have two horny men staring at me. I moan loudly and Sara stops what she’s doing. She cocks her head to the side as if asking if she could play too. I nod. Quickly she undresses. Slipping her skirt down over her hips showing off the hot mound between her legs. She kneels in front of me and raises my skirt. I pull her hair so she’s facing me and I whisper “eat up bitch.” She kisses me on the lips ever so softly and then proceeds to bury her face in my pussy. Suddenly I remember that she has a tongue ring. A cold hard tongue ring. I moan loudly just as Joe forces his dick into my mouth. I suck away as Danny, my master tells the whole room what a slut I am.
