HOW WE SERVE MASTER

“Hmmm …”

That was Gretchen.

“Ahhh …”

That was me.

“Goddamn.”

Gretchen.

“Ee ee ee.”

Me.

“You’re fucking me, Annika. Fucking me so good.”

“Oh God, Gretchen. Oh God, oh God oh God.”

“MY FUCKING ASSHOLE IS GETTING MOTHERFUCKING FUCKED!!!”

That was Gretchen. Of us two, she has the dirtiest mouth. “OH FUCK! GODDAMN OH FUCK!”

Of course, I was no nun, verbal wise. Or any other wise.

We were on the sofa.

Butts touching. Then not touching. Then touching again.

We were ass fucking each other using a double-headed dildo.

Master walked over. His strong hand grabbed my jaw and wrenched my head to the side.

I opened my mouth just in time to take his huge hard cock.

I gagged in glorious submission as he fucked my throat.

All the while, Gretchen squealed in delight and pain as she and I hammered each other‘s asshole.