Snow Bunny Blacked and Bred -- Chapter 8
Charlotte's Journal -- Wednesday, August 28th 2024
With a final short, sharp thrust, Justice ground his cock into me, making sure his cum doesn't leak out before he slowly - he's older than the others, by a good couple of years, but still virile enough to fuck like them - climbs off the bed.
"Who's next?" Harry asks, from his seat closest to the bed. He's naked still, his cock laying soft, but long against his thigh.
"I'll take her," DB Blackstone, tall, trim and somehow more dangerous for his silence, says, and passing Justice, he claps him on the shoulder... congratulating him. I watch, before slowly turning my head so that I'm looking off to the side, away from Harry, away from all of them.
Then the mattress dips, sinking beneath my ass and some of Justice's contribution trickles from my body to soak into the bed. Then Db is over me, his hands framing my hips, his knees sliding under my thighs, lifting my lower body off the bed... and at the same time, pulling the cuffs tight at my ankles.
I make a sound, a whimper, a soft groan with the circulation returns to my feet.
"Fuck bro', she's an eager little fuck, isn't she?" Db's deep voice rasps over me. "Fetch one of those pillows," Db continues, the soft padding landing on the bed beside my feet, and then he's leaning over me.
"You should see how pink your dirty little cunt is now, Snow Bunny. It's like it's begging to be used over and over, like it's been chewed up and spat out." And sliding a hand under my lower back, Db lifts me up and then slides the pillow under my ass. And only when he's satisfied, does he grab my thigh, press his cock against my open pussy and drive his full length into me.