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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Even though the Tyrants’ threat was nascent, two were chosen to safeguard the last hope for the world and gather the 144 in the wilderness. Doug and Tina Allard were entrusted with the future, charged to wait for the coming of the Prophetess. Forty years they waited for Saint Chastity’s appearance.

—excerpt from The History of the Tyrants’ Theocracy, by Tina Allard

Tina Allard – SeaTac, WA

I parked my car in the long-term garage at SeaTac International Airport. As I put it into drive, I wondered what would happen to my Audi. I knew I would never return for it. How long would it stay here before it was towed away? Months? Years?

I took a deep breath. Everything was different. I had been reborn. When I looked at my face in the rearview mirror, I hardly recognized the girl who looked back. The years had melted off my body. I was eighteen again. It wasn’t the eighteen-year-old body I remembered. I was thinner and I had no acne pimpling my face. I had perfect skin. No blemishes marred me.

The Gift of the Spirit had delivered a youthful body.

I hadn’t realized how many minor aches I had been living with as I grew older and dumpier. But they were all gone. I was glad I accepted the Gift. When Sister Catherine Sarah, a nun of the Order of Mary Magdalene, appeared on my doorstep in the early hours of the morning, she had explained it all to me and I agreed in a heartbeat to stand against the great darkness that threatened to swallow the earth.

Mark Glassner was the source. The instrument of the Adversary.

But there was hope. Doug and I would guard it. My husband had been enslaved by Mark Glassner, but the nuns had freed him. I would be reunited with him and together we would protect the hope of the world.

The task daunted me. It scared me, but I had accepted it when I made love to Sister Catherine Sarah.

Making love to the nun had almost been a dream. It hadn’t felt like cheating on my husband as we writhed together. It was something purer—love distilled to the most physical. When we brought each other to our climaxes, Sister Catherine Sarah gave me her golden Gift.

And she stopped being a nun.

I climbed out of my car. Sister Catherine Sarah’s words echoed in my mind. Just trust Providence to guide you. Coincidence and chance will work in your favor. Go to the airport and you will find a computer error has generated you a plane ticket that will take you exactly where you need to be.

Providence. I had let my faith wane over the years. My husband had lost it entirely, and he wore mine away with his doubts. But it had flared back to life. The Creator had chosen us for this important task.

We would not fail.

I stepped out of my door and locked it. Not that it mattered. My old life was over. It was time to start my new one. I grabbed my carry-on bag. It was filled with all of Doug’s research on Mark Glassner and Mary Sullivan. I had saved all I could, along with a laptop to hold it. The information may be useful one day, an untainted record of what had happened.

With a deep breath, I walked through the parking garage. The sun had yet to rise. It was too early, but the first travelers already filtered into the airport. At the first ticket counter, a tired, young woman yawned with a hand over her mouth.

“Excuse me,” she said. “Not used to mornings, yet.”

“It’s okay,” I said and pulled out her ID. “I’m checking in.”

“Hold on.” The woman typed on her keyboard. “Yes, here you are. Tina Allard with a one-way ticket to Toulouse-Blagnac International Airport in France.”

“That’s correct,” I smiled. Doug had left for France a few days ago. Sister Catherine Sarah was correct. Providence would guide us.

* * *

Mark Glassner – South Hill, WA

The shower’s arm water washed away the sweat from the morning jog. The jogging sluts were disappointed that there was no club meeting tomorrow, but Mary and I were flying out to New York City for the weekend after my dad’s funeral today.

So Mary and I made sure we fucked all our jogging sluts.

Mary’s hands soaped my back as I leaned against the wall. Her touch eased the tension from my body. Her fingers were soft, loving. Our showers together after jogging were becoming my favorite part of the day.

Just Mary and myself.

Last night, after recruiting our pilots, the media waited for us before the entrance of our street. They had gotten word about the banks I robbed on Wednesday. Mary and I gave another interview, lying that we were innocent. Mary skillfully turned the interview back to our charity. Debra from Q13 Fox was back, her mouth hungry to suck my cock again.

It was the best part of the interview.

Mary’s soapy hands reached down, massaging my ass, as a throaty purr came from her lips. “Have I told you how great your butt’s looking, Mark?” Mary asked. “Mmm, it’s so firm and tight now.”

“Well, I’m glad all the jogging is paying off,” I answered.

Mary laughed. “I know the real reason you go jogging. You love watching your sluts’ gorgeous asses sway before you, horny stallion.”

“You were staring just as hard as I was, naughty filly,” I grinned.

“I was,” she sighed, her fingers digging into my butt. Her hard nipples brushed my back. “Such juicy asses.”

I turned to face her, my hard dick brushing her stomach. Mary’s smile dominated her heart-shaped face, cute dimples appearing on her freckled cheeks. Her green eyes twinkled mischievously. She was such a naughty, wonderful woman.

“Fucking the sluts are just the bonus,” I grinned, pulling Mary to me. Her wet breasts rubbed against my chest as I captured her lips in a kiss.

I slid my hands down and squeezed her plump ass. I loved her butt. I gripped both her cheeks, pulling her tight against me, her wet body grinding on my cock. I broke the kiss and asked, “Have I ever told you how great your butt looks?”

“Really?” Mary asked, turning around and wiggling her butt at me, the tip of my dick brushing her smooth cheeks. “You don’t think I could stand to lose a few pounds off my ass?”

“No, Mare,” I said, staring at her beautiful ass. “I love your ass just the way it is.”

“Mmm, I can feel that,” Mary purred, pushing her ass back into my cock. She rubbed her soapy asscheeks against my cock.

I grabbed my cock and slid the head through her butt-crack. I savored her pale cheeks engulfing my cock. Pleasure trembled up my shaft as I caressed her silky flesh. I slid lower, tracing down her taint until my dick pressed against her wet, hungry pussy.

“Your ass makes me so hard, Mare,” I groaned, stroking my dick through the hot folds of her pussy.

“Mmm, I do love inspiring you.”

My cock nudged the opening to her cunt and Mary moaned. “Everything about you inspires me.”

“Especially my hot cunt?” She flashed as smile over her shoulder as she pushed back, the tip of my dick sliding into her sheath.

“Yes,” I groaned. “I love being inside my sweet filly.”

Mary clenched down as I buried into her depths. I held her and savored the tight, wet grip of her silky walls while her soft ass pillowed against my groin. It was heaven. The hot water sprayed around us as she shifted and shuddered in my arms, her pussy massaging my dick without me even having to fuck her.

I could stay like this forever.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Mary sighed as I kissed her neck.

“It is,” I said, trying to stay still, but her juicy cunt felt too good. I had to move. I had to slide my dick through her wet sheathe until we both erupted in bliss.

My hips moved, sliding my dick in and out of her pussy. She moaned and squirmed, rubbing her wet back against my chest. My strokes were slow thrusts, savoring the heat of her body, letting our excitement build. Moans escaped her lips, soft sighs that shuddered over the hiss of the shower.

Her hips moved, undulating and pressing back against me. Her pussy tightened and relaxed on my shaft. My hands roamed her body, sliding down her wet thighs then back up to caress her flat stomach. She clenched on my dick as my hands found her perky breasts. I pinched her nipples as I kissed her neck.

“Mark,” she sighed, moving with me.

I rolled both her nipples before sending my hands down to caress her stomach. I loved the silk of her wet skin. I brushed the fiery heart of her pubic hair matted by the falling water. I played with her curls as my strokes grew faster, our wet flesh slapping together.

Mary ground harder against me. Her head twisted. I kissed her over her shoulder. My fingers dipped lower, sliding through her pubic hair until I found her hard clit. She shuddered and moaned into our kiss as I played with her nub.

Her pussy grew hotter.

I groaned into our kiss, thrusting into her. The friction of her cunt caressed the head of my dick. The pleasure washed through me and boiled my balls. I pumped faster and faster as the pleasure built, savoring every inch of her hot depths.

My fingers rubbed faster on her throbbing clit. Mary broke the kiss and let out a long, slow moan as her pussy clenched hard on my cock. My other hand found her breasts and pinched her nipples, giving her more and more pleasure.

“Mark,” she panted, leaning out and bracing her arms against the wall. She pressed her ass back harder, our flesh slapping together. “Fuck me. Make me cum.”

I drew back and slammed into her. Water poured down her back to our crotch. I gripped her hips as I pounded her. My balls slapped into her clit. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick as she watched me over her shoulder.

“You feel so amazing,” I moaned as I plunged over and over into her velvety tunnel. “Are you close?”

“Oh, yes, Mark!” Mary gasped. “Mmm, I’m getting closer. Oh, yes, just keep sliding in and out of me, hun. I’m going to explode all over my horny stallion.”

I nibbled on her ears as I fucked her hard. I enjoyed her gasps and moans as much as I savored her tight pussy. My hands slid up from her waist to grasp both her breasts again. I squeezed perky flesh, the palms of my hands rubbing over her hard nubs. I pinched both of her nipples and Mary cooed in pleasure.

“Mark,” she groaned, her cunt squeezing down on my cock. “Yes, yes, Mark. I almost there. Fuck me harder.”

“Naughty filly,” I grunted.

The water splashing on my back grew cooler and cooler as the hot water ran out, but I didn’t care. I was too close to cumming in my filly. I grit my teeth, wanting to last long enough for Mary to cum. I held back my release.

It was such sweet torture. Her pussy begged me to unload and flood her cunt with blast after blast of my jizz.

“Yes, yes!” moaned Mary. “Oh, Mark, that’s it! Mmm, yes, you’re driving me crazy! Oh, fuck! I’m cumming!”

Mary’s cunt contracted on my cock. Her body bucked in my embrace. Her wet hair brushed my cheeks as I slammed into her depths. I didn’t fight the pleasure bursting in my balls. I let it explode out of me. My cum filled her cunt as I held her. The blasts burned against my mind. They drowned me in bliss.

I savored it as the pleasure crashed through me.

“Mary,” I grunted as I drew back and drove a final time into her sweet embrace. “My sweet filly.”

“Yes,” she panted as I slumped into her. I held her tight as I sucked in deep breaths.

I wanted to cuddle with Mary, but the water spraying on my back turned icy. With regret, I pulled out my dick from Mary’s cunt and reached behind me to turn off the shower faucet before my teeth chattered.

“Mmm, that worked up an appetite,” I said, smacking Mary’s ass as I stepped out.

“You are such a man,” she laughed. “You cum, then you want to eat.”

“I need to fulfill my needs.” I grabbed a towel and held it wide open for her. “Let me dry you so we can eat.”

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Mary Sullivan

Mark and I headed naked downstairs. Breakfast was ready. Desiree had whipped up delicious, spicy omelets for us. They steamed as they set on our plates. Mark’s cum dribbled out of my pussy as I sat down next to him.

“Mmm, this smells delicious,” I purred. “You pamper us, Desiree.”

“I love to, mi Reina,” the busty Latina said, wearing only an apron that barely covered her large, golden-brown tits.

“I made you a special treat,” Mark said to Desiree. “Crawl under the table and eat the creampie I whipped up in Mary’s cunt.”

“Mi Rey, you spoil me,” Desiree sighed as she reached behind her to untie her apron strings.

“Yes, he does,” I grinned at Mark and spread my legs. “Violet, Mark needs your hot, little mouth on his dick.”

Violet beamed, her brown pigtails swaying about her excited face. “Then I’ll stuck him right away, Mistress.”

The two sluts crawled beneath the table. Mark groaned beside me as Violet sucked his dick noisily. The barely legal slut moaned and slurped as she bobbed her head on his dick. Mark smiled at me and took a big bite of his omelet.

“Mmm, that looks delicious, mi Rey,” Desiree purred as her hands touched my thighs. “Thank you for this wonderful treat.”

“You’ve more than earned it,” Mark said.

Desiree’s lips kissed down my thighs. Took a bite of my omelet, savoring the spicy treat as the slut’s lips licked up my pussy. I moaned as I chewed then shuddered as the slut worked her tongue between the folds of my pussy.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Eat your breakfast, slut. Lick it all out of me.”

Desiree moaned into my pussy, her words muffled as she kept licking and sucking me. I took another bite as the pleasure built between my thighs. I glanced at Mark. He leaned back, savoring Violet’s blowjob.

The slut explored my pussy as I ate. I devoured the omelet, wanting to finish before my orgasms began. Desiree knew how to eat cunt. Her tongue caressed all the delightful spots as she searched for every drop of my fiance’s cum. Her lips pressed into my pussy as she searched for Mark’s jizz.

The pleasure rippled through me.

“You wonderful slut,” I panted, my chair creaking. I took the last bite of my omelet. “Keep eating my pussy, slut. Make me explode.”

“Yes,” growled Mark. He had a hand beneath the table. “Suck my dick. I’m going to cum so hard down your mouth.”

“Yes, yes,” I panted. “Flood the slut’s mouth.”

“Do it, Master,” the nerdy April smiled. She sat naked at the table, her glasses perched on her nose as she typed at a laptop.

“What are you writing, April?” I asked.

“The slut’s have been telling me all about the fun they’ve had with you,” April smiled. “I wish I was there for all of it, but I’m just so happy I’m with you now. Thank you, Mistress.”

“You’re welcome,” I groaned, my chair creaking. “Desiree, yes, just like that. Oh, I’m going to cream your face.”

“Fuck,” Mark groaned. “That’s it. Drink my cum.”

My fiance’s face twisted as he came into Violet’s mouth. He bucked and groaned through clenched teeth. His body tensed, pumping squirt after squirt of hiss jizz into Violet, and then he relaxed, a huge smile on his lips.

“You wonderful slut,” he groaned.

Violet emerged from beneath the table, her lips shiny with cum. She sat beside April, seized her face, and pulled the nerdy slut in for a kiss. April gasped and then sighed as their tongues dueled, sharing Mark’s jizz.

“Oh, that’s hot,” I groaned, my pussy clenching. I bucked hard against Desiree’s mouth. “Yes, yes, yes.”

My orgasm burst through me. I shuddered as the delicious waves of bliss washed through me. My eyes rolled back into my head as the pleasure crested and crashed through me. I squirmed and moaned, my thighs gripping Desiree’s face.

And she kept licking me.

I loved being a woman. It was so wonderful to cum over and over again. Mark knew the joy thanks to his wish, but any woman could experience the delight of multiple orgasms. They just needed a skilled lover licking and tonguing their pussies.

Desiree was that skilled lover.

And a slut that skilled deserved a juicy reward.

I licked my lips as I writhed in bliss, then slipped off the chair to the floor. I lay on my back and licked my lips. The Latina slut beamed, her mouth and chin smeared with my cream. She eagerly turned around and straddled my face, lowering her shaved, spicy pussy to my mouth. I licked through her hot folds.

“Thank you, mi Reina,” purred Desiree as I licked again.

“You earned it for making me cum so hard,” I answered, my fingers gripping her perfect ass. “Now lick, Slut.”

“Yes, mi Reina. I love devouring your clam.”

“You’re a slut,” laughed Mark. “April, get that cute ass over here. Bend over the table. I want to fuck it.”

“Yes, Master,” April said happily.

I shuddered on Desiree’s tongue as the slut gasped in delight. Mark’s flesh slapped into April’s ass while the dining room table shook from his strokes. I humped my hips into Desiree’s licking mouth as I devoured her.

April’s gasps added a sweet background to the pleasure Desiree and I shared. Our tongues flicked and devoured, surging through each other’s folds, eager to give the other as much pleasure as humanly possible. We were driven to lick and suck, to drive each other wild with bliss. My tongue dived deep through her folds, gathering her spicy, tangy musk. I loved how it coated my tongue and lips.

And I loved the pleasure she stirred through me.

“You wonderful slut,” I moaned as my fingers dug into her butt-cheeks. My hips humped into her hungry mouth. My orgasm crashed through me. I bucked beneath her. She nuzzled and moaned into my pussy, licking and rubbing my clit.

My lips latched onto her clit. I sucked hard as the pleasure rushed through me. Desiree moaned into my cunt as I nipped and groaned about her sensitive nub. Her hips moved, smearing her hot flesh across my mouth.

“Mi Reina, thank you,” gasped Desiree as her juices flooded my mouth. I made my slut cum.

“You’re welcome,” I moaned. “You’ve earned it, slut.”

“I’m so happy you and mi Rey rescued me from my dull marriage to Brandon.”

“Uh-huh,” I panted as the slut rubbed harder on my clit. Her circling fingers stirred my nub and sent pleasure bursting through me. I bucked and shuddered on the floor. My juices gushed into her hungry mouth.

My back arched. My vision fuzzed as the orgasms kept rippling through me I screamed out my bliss into Desiree’s cunt. My pussy spasmed as my juices flowed. Desiree licked and nuzzled, gathering all my delights.

“No more,” I groaned, my pussy too sensitive. “You wonderful slut, you wore me out.”

“Good,” she giggled. “Alison’s been schooling me.”

I smiled, picturing Alison’s enthusiastic teachings. The pair made a wonderful couple. I was so happy Desiree proposed to Alison. The joy in our first slut’s eyes as Desiree knelt to propose made my heart almost burst.

Desiree rolled off of me and extended a hand to help me up. My legs were unsteady. I glanced at Mark. He still fucked April’s tight ass. The nerdy brunette shuddered, her glasses slipping off her nose as she writhed on the table.

“Cum in my ass, Master,” April begged. “Then Violet can lick your cum out.”

“Oh, yes, Master,” Violet moaned, the naked schoolgirl rubbing at her pussy as she sat on a chair.

I walked up to Mark as he pumped away. We shared a kiss, his tongue flicking across my lips to enjoy Desiree’s cunt. My hand stroked down his back to his ass. I gave him a squeeze as I broke the kiss. “I have to put on my face,” I said. We had to leave for the funeral soon. “Mark, don’t play with the sluts too long. You have to get ready, too.”

“I’ll try not to.” He flashed me that boyish grin that always made me smile back. Then he slammed into April’s ass and came hard.

* * *

Mark Glassner

I watched my fiance stride from the room. I pulled my dick out of April’s ass. Violet’s mouth replaced my cock, sucking my cum from April’s bowels. My dick ached at the naughty sight. I looked around the room, wondering who I should fuck next.

Unlike Mary, I didn’t need as much time to get ready.

Alison had entered the room and licked Mary’s juices clean from her fiancee’s lips. Alison’s engagement ring glinted on her hand as she made out with her fiancee. Desiree’s nut-brown hands roamed Alison’s nubile body as they shared their love.

“Master,” Lillian purred, flashing me a sultry look from across the table.

My goth slut was naked. She had gathered her black hair, streaked with blue and purple highlights, into a pair of fetching pigtails. On Violet, pigtails made her look like an innocent, young schoolgirl, but on Lillian it made her seem like a naughty Lolita looking to seduce any man who came her way.

All it took was my smile, and the slut knew just what to do.

Lillian stood, walked around the table, and bent over before me, exposing her shaved cunt. The tart aroma of her arousal perfumed the air. I ran a finger through her swollen vulva and gathered her juices. I brought my finger to my lips and savored her delight.

“Where should I fuck you, Lillian?” I asked, running my finger through her slit again. “In your cunt?” I shoved my finger into her pussy, bringing a soft moan from her lips. “Or your ass?” I pulled my sticky finger out and shoved it up her ass.

She was as tight as April had been. My dick throbbed. Maybe I was in an anal mood this morning.

“Oh, Master, I don’t care!” she moaned, her pigtails swaying about her shoulders. “I only care that my slutty body makes you happy.”

“Good girl,” I answered as I ripped my finger out of her asshole. I licked her sour musk clean, savoring the taste of her ass.

I rubbed the tip of my hard cock against her puckered asshole and shoved it in. Lillian gasped in pain and smiled back at me as I stretched her anal ring wide. Like April, she could take my cock. I slammed into her hot depths, loving the shuddering moan that escaped her lips as I savored the hot, tight grip of her bowels.

“Oh, fuck my slutty ass as hard as you want, Master!” she gasped. I drew back and shoved it in again. “Oh, thank you, Master! I love it when you fuck me.”

“Because you’re my slut.” I smacked her ass. “I own you.”

“Yes.” Her bowels gripped my dick. “I’m your slave, Master. Use me. Fuck me. Dump your cum in me. I just want you and Mistress to be happy.”

Her words spurred my hips to fuck her hard and fast. I enjoyed her tight, velvety ass. The friction ignited bliss in my cock. The pleasure rushed through me while the table rocked. My balls slapped against her taint. I savored the sound.

April moaned nearby, her hips writhing as Violet cleaned up my cum. The nerdy girl shuddered on Violet’s mouth. The schoolgirl’s pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she plunged her tongue deep into April’s asshole.

It was such a hot sight.

“That’s it. Clean my cum from her asshole, slut,” I growled, slamming my dick even harder into Lillian. She grunted and groaned, her bowels gripping my dick. “Eat her ass, Violet. Suck out every drop of my cum from her filthy bowels.”

“Oh, she’s doing it, Master,” panted April.

“Of course she is,” groaned Lillian. “She’s a slut. We live to please you, Master. Oh, fuck, yes. Your cock is amazing. Keep fucking me. Slam your dick into my ass. Oh, shit, yes. So good. I’m pleasing Master.”

“You are, slut,” April moaned. “I loved it when he fucked my ass.”

“God, what a wonderful bunch of sluts you are,” I groaned, the pleasure racing up my cock. The friction burned hot through my body. I tossed back my head. “Keep fucking your hips back. Make me cum, slut.”

“Yes, Master,” Lillian panted.

The friction grew the pressure in my balls. Every stroke through her tight bowels brought me closer and closer to exploding in her. I gripped her hips, grunting when my groin smacked into her pale ass. Her butt-cheeks rippled with every stroke.

Lillian shuddered. She arched her back and rolled her eyes. She gasped and moaned. Her hips undulated, and she clenched and relaxed her bowels. Her pigtails flew through the air as she tossed her head, screaming out her pleasure.

“Yes, Master!” Lillian groaned as her orgasm burst through her. She collapsed on the table, her asshole writhing about my dick. “My slutty ass needs your cum! Please, Master. Oh, please, fill me up with your lovely cum!”

“You’re going to get your wish, whore!” I moaned, drilling her ass harder and harder.

Her velvety bowels massaged my dick. The pleasure erupted from my cock. Cum flooded the slut’s ass. I slammed into her and shuddered as the hot rush of bliss shot through me. I groaned through my teeth as the pleasure fuzzed through me.

“Thank you for cumming in me, Master,” panted Lillian, her voice thick with pleasure.

“You’re welcome, slut.” I pulled my dick out. Lillian’s asshole gaped open. My cum leaked out, trickling down to her dripping cunt.

I turned to see doll-faced Korina, her arm in a sling, and her big, blue eyes shining with lust. Wordlessly, she knelt down behind Lillian and spread her asscheeks. Korina licked up my cum leaking out of Lillian’s. Korina sealed her mouth around Lillian’s asshole and sucked, desperate to get every drop of her Master’s cum like a good slut.

I patted her on the ass. “That’s a good slut.”

Korina shivered and wiggled her hips as she kept tonguing Lillian’s ass.

My cock was hard and dirty with two sluts’ asses. I needed to clean my dick. I surveyed the dining room, wondering who to fuck next. Desiree sat in a chair, her legs spread wide while Alison licked noisily at her cunt. Alison’s slim ass and tight slit was pointed right at me. Strawberry-blond Fiona and busty, petite Xiu kissed hard. April and Violet now scissored their cunts together, humping happily as they played with their budding breasts.

“Alison,” I purred, moving to my first slut. The nympho who begged to be mine. I knelt behind her and rubbed my cock against her cunt. “My dick’s dirty with Lillian’s and April’s asses.”

“Then you need to fuck my cunt,” Alison moaned from between Desiree’s thighs. “My pussy is so wet. It’ll wash your cock clean.”

I slammed into her sopping cunt. Alison kept licking Desiree’s snatch while wiggling her hips and moaning her pleasure. Her cunt had tight, hot grip on my dick. I slammed it deep into her, washing the sluts’ asses off inside Alison’s sweet twat.

Desiree gripped Alison’s bubble-gum pink dyed hair as the Latina humped her face into Alison’s mouth. “Fuck her dirty cunt, mi Rey! The little slut needs a dick up her snatch all the time!”

“Yes, she does,” I groaned. I couldn’t see Alison’s tattoo on her pudenda, but it read “Cum on In” with an arrow pointing right at her dirty snatch. “Damn, Alison, wash my cock clean with your cunt.”

“Yes, Master,” Alison panted between moans.

I closed my eyes and savored her juicy cunt. She was tight. My strokes were hard, my balls smacking into her clit. Desiree shuddered and squirmed on Alison’s mouth. The Latina’s big, bountiful tits jiggled as she squirmed on Alison’s pierced tongue.

I knew how wonderful that piercing felt on my cock. And Desiree clearly loved it.

I smacked Alison’s asshole. “Make your fiancee cum, slut. I want to hear Desiree scream out loudly.”

“Oh, yes,” agreed Desiree, her fingers tightening in her hair. “Yes, yes, yes. Oh, mi Sirenita is going to make me orgasm!”

“Then cum, whore,” I growled as I pounded Alison’s cunt hard.

Desiree’s eyes rolled back in her head. She shuddered and shook in the chair as her orgasm rolled through her. Alison moaned in delight and drank down the flood of juices from her fiancee’s cunt. The slut shuddered, her pussy clenching down on my dick.

Alison came hard.

“Thank you, Master,” she moaned, her words muffled by Desiree’s snatch. “Cum in me.”

“Yes, mi Rey,” moaned Desiree, licking her lips. “Then I can lick her clean.”

I grinned and kept fucking Alison, enjoying the pleasure of her cumming pussy massaging my cock. Desiree shuddered again. Alison kept licking her fiancee. Giving Desiree one orgasm wasn’t good enough for Alison.

Desiree shuddered again. Her big breasts heaved. The chair creaked as her legs spasmed. Alison slammed her hips back into my strokes. Her hands reached up and pinched Desiree’s brown nipples and kneaded her bit tits.

“Oh you delicious whore,” Desiree moaned. “Oh, how I love mi Sirenita!”

My orgasm approached as Desiree bucked on Alison’s hungry lips a second time, her large breasts heaving as her body shook and she screamed. Alison looked up and flashed me a wicked grin, her face smeared with pussy cream.

“I think your cock is clean, Master,” Alison purred. “Cum in me. Unload your balls. I know you need your release.”

“Mi Rey is always horny,” Desiree panted, her eyes closed, a huge smile on her lips.

“Uh-huh,” Alison smiled, her pussy clenching on my dick as she licked her lips, her tongue stud flashing at me.

“You fucking slut,” I groaned, the naughty sight shooting right to my balls. “Fuck, you have a tight, slutty cunt!”

My cum erupted into Alison’s hungry cunt. The pleasure boiled out of me. I groaned and grunted. I buried into her depths and savored her tight, juicy snatch. My dick throbbed with each blast of cum. The pleasure beat through my veins.

I was ready to go. I had an orgasmic high to last me all day.

“Oh, thank you for cumming in my pussy, Master!” Alison sighed.

“You’re welcome,” I panted as I pulled out of her cunt.

Before I left the kitchen, Desiree had her face buried into Alison’s snatch, licking up my cum. I grinned as I headed upstairs to get ready for my dad’s funeral. I walked into the master bedroom and found Mary standing before the sink in our bathroom applying her makeup.

“Damn,” I said, admiring her lingerie.

She smiled as my eyes looked over her. She wore a matching clothes, all black: lacy bra that cupped her perky breasts, and a garter belt that held up a pair of sheer thigh high stockings. Over the garter belt she wore a flimsy pair of panties. Her panties could come off, but the stockings would stay on.

Mary knew I liked a woman in stockings.

“I laid out your clothes, Mark,” she said, not looking at me as she carefully applied her mascara.

Mary was beautiful without makeup on, but she became just gorgeous with it. “You’re so beautiful, Mare.”

She smiled, her lips shiny red.

To be continued…

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