he could just sit there and drink and let Delilah stroke his cock, let Karen lick his balls. Fuck, why not? If they wanted his money, they could have it. Money wasn't important—only the casino was important.
“Do you like that, sir?” Delilah asked. “How we call you sir? How we take care of your every need? Isn’t that awfully wonderful?”
“Yes,” he said, leaning forward into Delilah.
Man, she was so fucking pretty. What if he just, kissed her a bit? Just a little?
He slid his lips forward onto hers. Delilah responded with a happy, eager moan, like she had been waiting on him, her strokes speeding up on his cock.
“Mmm, I’d really love to keep making out with you, sir, but I don’t want to leave Karen out...”
“Oh yeah...she’s too pretty to leave out.”
“She definitely is.” Delilah’s strokes slowed. “God, her mouth is right there , isn’t it? What if you just...you know...slid your cock in?”
Jonathan, rather drunkenly, considered that for several moments. Karen panted beneath him, her pretty pink lips open and wet, panting with need.
“It’s just I...I have a wife...”
Delilah's strokes sped up again. His cock twitched happily. “Wouldn’t she want you to be fucking the hot mouths of sexy girls like us, though? Isn’t that better than anyone else? After all, if it wasn’t us, a stud like you would definitely be going off and fucking someone . But, you know you can trust us.”
“Trust you.” Her cleavage was so fucking sexy. He wanted to eat his meals off it.
“Besides,” said Delilah. “I’m like, the one stroking your cock. If I guide it into Karen’s mouth, it’s not even cheating. That’s just something me and Karen did.”
He nodded slowly. “Oh, yeah. That makes sense.”
He moved forward just slightly, and Karen moved the rest of the way, sliding her mouth all the way up his cock. Oh god, oh god! She was so. Fucking. Good! Her mouth made his cock feel like a lightning rod, absorbing all the hot currents of pleasure that she pulsed out from her mouth.
Delilah breathlessly moaned into his mouth, like she was his lover, like she had needed him for years. Her kiss was the kiss of ages, immortal, needy, desperate. Her moan increased in pitch, and Jonathan saw from the corner of his eye that she had started pumping Karen up and down on his cock. Delilah's excitement increased from this, her kiss getting only more passionate. Fuck. Wow.
“Please cum,” Delilah moaned to him, in between gentle, needy kisses. “Cum in her mouth. We need you to cum in her, oh god, please?”
Karen's moans only confirmed Delilah's words. For a few brief seconds, Jonathan felt like he could go on forever like this, with Karen sucking him off for the rest of his life. Her soft, sweet lips felt so velvety-perfect against his shaft.
But then, suddenly, unexpectedly, his bliss powered through him, the orgasm starting with hot tension in his buttocks that released outward and exploded down Karen's eager, vibrating throat. She lapped up his seed while Delilah looked on with clear jealousy in her vibrant brown eyes.
His cum spilled out from him, feeling like it would go on forever. He filled up Karen's stomach and mouth and had enough leftover to shoot all over her face, spraying her down as she smiled and gobbled down every last spurt.
“Another game, sir?” Tasha asked, smiling as brightly as she had been when he started, as if she hadn’t witnessed anything at all.
Karen slid off his cock, stroking him softly, while Delilah shuddered against his body.
“Please, sir,” said the brunette. “Keep playing? For me?”
* * * * *
H ours passed with Rosie happily drinking away at Spiral Twist after Spiral Twist, her body becoming more and more luscious, big-titted and perfect for hard, muscular fucking. Distantly, she attempted to read her romance novel, but every few seconds she would stare up at the spiral twisting overhead and admire its perfect beauty. Her mind felt empty
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