“Sutton,” she whines, her body trembling against mine as I tug her back toward me, fucking her deeper. “I want to taste myself and I want to taste him. Please, Sutt,” she begs, voice trembling as I skate my hand up her side, cupping her breast. Supple and soft, I squeeze her tit and pinch her nipple, sending my cock deeper as she cries out for Sutton to make a choice. “Please, Sutt!” He sits back in the chair, their hands still linked. “You want to swallow his cum?”
