Although Mark seemed hurried, this did not prevent him stopping suddenly and withdrawing, and then ordering Becky to turn around and suck her own wetness from him. Kerry was struck once more by the threat of his twitching shaft, shining now with the juices of the woman she adored. She watched transfixed as Becky got to her knees once more, curled her small, delicate fingers round the thickness of his meat, and then sank her mouth down onto him. For the first time, Kerry felt her p***y contract against her finger in response to Becky’s humiliation, and a brief recognition flashed through her mind of the joy at being made to do as you were ordered. The thrill of being at someone else’s mercy was flushed all over Becky’s face as she tasted her own cream on his c**k.
He ordered her back up an
