Part 4 - xcxx - CHERREADS

"Yeah Jake, you can drop the fakey voice." Camila responded. "It's better than Christian Bale's, but it's not needed right now."

"Wait, you KNOW?" he asked. "How?"

"Well, here's a clue." Cami pulled Jose's face to hers and hungrily kissed him. When the kiss broke, she looked back to Jake. "I pieced the rest together from there."

"Oh...I totally fucking called it."

"Wow, you and Lili are made for each other. That's word for word what she said when she found out. Of course she laughed way more." Camila then turned her attention back to Jose. "You okay? I thought you were going to take it easy."

"I did." He replied. "That's an easy night. No barb wire or thumb tacks or anything. Didn't even bleed."

"You got tossed through a table covering a row of steel chairs."

"Yeah. Easy night."

"Okay, fine. We're talking about this later. But right now, we're talking about Lili and Jake and everything in between."

"Um...does she know?" Jake asked. "Did I just shoot her down for real?"

"No. Somehow, despite talking to you repeatedly and hearing you talk even more, she hasn't put it together. I'm thinking the moment she sees you naked though, she's going to catch on. So you better find a way to tell her and tell her soft. I'll back you up as much as I can because I like you and you make her smile. And Sweetface is also going to back you up."

"Who's Sweetface?" Camila pointed to Jose and and Jake began to laugh. "The terror of the Squared Circle, SWEETFACE BRIMSTONE!"

"What? I have a face and it's just...too...SUHWEEEEEEEEET!"

"Yeah, sure. That's why you cover it up." Jake said. "As for Lili...I just things to work. I don't know how to tell her everything but...it's gotta be done."

"Good. Because if you hurt her I will become your worst nightmare. And with that said." She gave Jose a goodbye kiss and walked away. "Night, guys."

Jose returned to his seat, a gigantic grin on his face as he leaned back in the seat. "She's one in a million."

"Oh my god, you guys are going to be the lovey dovey couple, aren't you?"

********

Reggie was going to have a hell of a night, and his view, he earned it. While it wasn't as challenging as he thought, it took a little bit of convincing to get Selena to blow him and a "friend" of his. Friend in the case meaning possible investor in his business break from Bella. Of course, Selena didn't know that aspect of the friendship.

The way Reggie saw it, he need to show that Selena could get a little bit extra freaky. The video he he got from that camera on Halloween was a good start, showed she was an sensational fuck. He needed the proof. Bella came with a built-in customer base by the time he'd found out about her career. And it was a loyal following. Selena had the looks, but he needed proof she had the ability.

That was where Ronnie came in. Very few people knew the same amount of unsavory people with all the savory connections quite like he did. And it helped he wasn't a fan of Bella's. Something his attitude rubbed her the wrong way and vice versa. He also firmly believed that Bella overcharged him. This was information gotten from a reliable source, Reggie. Of course, Reggie was lying...but Ronnie didn't need to know that.

The plan was flawless the moment Reggie conceived it. The only flaw would be Selena saying no....but she didn't. Hesitation? Yes. But the moment he "bared his soul" to her and told her it was a huge fantasy of his to share her, she went for it, even let it slip it wouldn't even be her first time in a threesome.

But it was only going to be a blowjob. When he was ready to film a threesome he'd find a new guy or a woman. There was a reason Belle didn't like Ronnie. If it was just head, Reggie could keep an eye out for his more, savage tendencies. Selena was his potential meal ticket and he didn't want that damaged.

There was a knock at the door. Game on.

"She ready?" Ronnie asked the moment Reggie opened the door for him. He was like a hungry dog, licking his chops at the event to come. "I sure as hell am."

"She'll be out soon," Reggie said. "Just prettying herself up for us. Which means I don't want nothing to mess up that pretty, ya got me? This needs look just as hot as it feels for the camera. You read me?"

"Gotcha. It's good for business. Besides, I'll get a crack at her later."

'Like Hell you will', Reggie thought to himself. Ronnie was here for his connections. He was a scumbag like Regie, but Reggie had somethings he wouldn't do. He had no issue with manipulating people. That was one thing. The stuff that Reggie liked to do...Reggie pretty much supported Bella's ban on him. This was a last ditch effort kinda thing, but Reggie wanted out from under Bella's thumb. The pussy that Selena provided was just a bonus...as well as a means to that end.

"Well, hello." Selena said. She walked out of the bedroom in a long gown, oozing a classy kind of sexuality that hid just the right amount of nasty waiting to be unleashed. "I didn't keep you boys waiting too long, did I?"

"Not at all, babe." Said Reggie, trying to make his smile as sincere as possible. "This is the friend I told you about."

"Name's Ronnie," he said. "And you are every bit the beauty Reggie said you were. More so, in my estimation."

"Well thank you. Reggie didn't mention you were such a flatterer." Selena had the charm turned all the way up. Smile just right, the way she looks at the both, licking her lips in a way both subtle and noticeable, brushing up against them...they were hers in the way she was Reggie's.

Selena was a little surprised when he brought up bringing someone else in the bed room. Then she promptly out surprised him by being into the idea. If anything Selena was more shocked at the idea that he just wanted to stop at a blowjob and not have them tag team her. Wouldn't be the first time. But his hesitation to was sweet. He wasn't ready to share her that much yet. And a double blowjob could be fun too.

The men waited with grins, trying to figure their best opening. Everyone knew exactly what was on the menu for the day, but they were unclear on how to order. Selena solved that problem.

With one hand she pulled Reggie's face to hers while the other went to Ron's crotch, massaging his dick through his pants.

"I love this chick," Ron said with a sinister chuckle.

"You're easy to impress, " Selena said, a sensual authoritative tone in her voice. "I haven't even really touched your cock."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Selena looked over at Reggie before dropping to her knees. When her knees hit the floor her hands went to both men's zippers and drew them down.

"Take 'em out boys," she said. "Let me see what you've got."

"You first, babe," Reggie, his grin becoming a matching set with Ronnie's.

She stared back up out him half-smiling and her brown eyes telling a tale words couldn't properly translate. Both men were locked on her eyes until Selena pulled down the top of her gown, then there eyes were locked a little lower.

"Happy to impress," she said. "Your turn."

Both men fished out there cocks, both at half mast and waiting for Selena to get them both up to eleven. Both Reggie and Ron grunted a bit when her soft, delicate hands took grip of them. This made Selena's smirk go to a full blown, light up the room smile.

"Now, let's see, who's first?" she asked in a playful tone. She looked between the two dicks as she pumped the, feigning a tough choice. "Well, I do love your cock Reggie...but Ron here is the guest." She gave Ron a wink before taking just the heading of his cock between her lips.

"Oh, wow." He said, trailing off into a laugh that morphed into a moan. Selena started off light, sucking on only his head. Then she started swirling her tongue. First all around the crown, then just on the other side, sending an earthquake up Ron's spine. With him suitable prepped, Selena got to work and began to work her mouth up and down his rock solid cock.

As Selena gave Ron the best suck-job he'd had in a while, Reggie himself was enthralled by the show of it, his cock getting just as hard as Ron's while Selena absent-mindlessly stroked it. He knew how good of a cocksucker she was, but getting to watch it was a whole new kind of thrill. It was almost hypnotizing.

Ron decided he needed to press things a bit further. He was going to stay within the rules Reggie had set...but he also wanted to see how far those rules could be bent. He put his hands on Selena's head and slowly pressed forward, moaning with a wicked glee as his cock went down Selena's throat. To his surprise, she could not only do it, she liked it. And Reggie's view of the action wasn't bad either.

Selena held him there for a few seconds before Ronnie pulled out. She gulped for air as Ron pumped his own cock and giggled.

"Next time you want my throat, ask." Selena said. "I don't mind. But now I think it's Reggie's turn."

There was no time for Reggie to respond before Selena took him in her mouth. Selena knew Reggie wasn't much for the tease, he was all about the please, which she was pleased to do.

Her pace wasn't slow, it wasn't fast. It was a good and hard medium pace. Her mouth a tornado of suction on his cock while both her hands were hard at work pumping whatever part of the shaft wasn't being treated to her mouth and fondling his balls. Selena knew just what to do, how to do it, and for how long. She had down to a science sweeter than pugilism could ever hope to be.

While Ron wasn't much for strictly observing, he had to admit the show Selena was putting on was enough to make her an exception. She was sucking like a porn star and she didn't even realize. She was gonna be a moneymaker for sure. A porn star experience with a genuine girl next door.

Reggie couldn't quite form words He was in such a state all he could do his moan and try not to look to long at Selena sucking him. The feelings alone were enough to keep him on edge, the site added to it for too long would end it. Hell, her moans and her loud sucking sounds were close to being to much spice.

Selena showed him a bit of mercy and pulled off of him, a smile on her face as she resumed jacking both men.

"Hmmm, now what could I do next?" Selena looked up at both men, loving how captive of an audience they were. Quite literally, they were waiting on her next breath. "I think I've got it."

"Oh fuck!" both men cried out at Selena's next move. She shocked them both by taking them both in her mouth, trying her best to suck them both off at the same time. And while the effort was very, very much appreciated, some places don't allow for duel residency in a convenient manner.

From there, Selena went back and forth between the two. Soft, rough, slow, fast Selena was giving it her all, the sounds in the room a chorus of wet slurps and moans. It was all a symphony building up to massive crescendo.

Ron was the one in her mouth he hit his wall first. He didn't even say it, but the noises he was making made it clear. He held her head still and unloaded in her mouth, Selena swallowing every drop she could, but some still leaked out.

When he was done Ron pulled out and Selena looks back towards her man, licking around her lips, more cum dripping from them. That visual was all it took for him to fire off on Selena's beautiful face, eyes shut so tight he didn't even see her move her mouth over his spewing spout to get the last few streams. He certainly felt it though.

When every last bit of cum had been drained from both men, Selena got to her feet just as they dropped down on the couch, spent.

"I think you boys will excuse me while I clean up." Selena said. "Ron, it was very nice meeting you. Don't be a stranger." She gave a wink and went to the bedroom, very confident she'd given Reggie exactly what she wanted...she was convinced was what she wanted.

"Did I tell you or what?" Reggie asked, his shit-eating grin dialed all the way up. "She's going to be a goldmine and a foundation."

"You sold me," Ron said. "Or rather, she did. I'm in. But we gotta be smart about this. Record her doing stuff like this a few more times. Is every room in this place set up for recording like the living room?"

"Oh yeah. All the best angles. We got ourselves a star."

******

Karlie Kloss had stomach overflowing with butterflies. The way things were flying about in there, it was more like moths set loose in a light bulb factory. She hadn't seen Taylor since talking with Katy Perry. And a LOT had happened in between. She'd even slept in Katy's bed...after some fun with the brunette, of course.

Then, just two hours ago, she had gotten a text from Taylor. The message was simple. 'We need to talk'. That was it. No "please" or "NOW". Just the sentence. Karlie had no clue what Taylor she was going to get.

She slid her key into the lock and and went through the door of the sorority house. All the lights were off. No one, save Taylor, was n the house. Which meant Karlie knew exactly where she'd be.

Karlie stepped through the door to the room best described as Taylor's office. It certainly wasn't her bedroom. This place was 100%, and not the fun kind. It was where she made all the party plans and kept all her records for the sorority as well as the plans for her party planning business. No one was allowed in here without her being present, and even that was a rarity.

Karlie's eyes went right for the desk where Taylor was seated. Their eyes did not meet, however, Taylor's were locked firmly on the papers in front of her. Karlie didn't even know if Taylor noticed her.

"Sit." Taylor said, not even bothering to look up form her papers. "Now, Karlie."

Karlie had heard that tone from Taylor before, but never towards her. Those butterflies had gone into overdrive.

"Well, you've certainly had a busy few days, haven't you?"

"What do you mean?" Karlie asked while wearing the world's worst poker face.

Taylor answered wordlessly. Her face told the tale first. Her blue eyes looks right at Karlie's radiating the word "Really?" before Taylor turned her computer monitor around so Karlie could see what was on it...and quite a lot was on it that she had no clue how Taylor could have gotten footage of. Three videos were playing simultaneously. Two of them were Karlie having sex with Katy. Every kiss, every lick, every caress...and every word spoken. Including the ones against Taylor. The last video...it was herself, Katy, and McKracken.

"Like I said, you've been busy."

"How did you get that?"

Taylor gave Karlie the kind of smile she never thought she'd be o the other side of...that cold smile...that all knowing a smile. The smile that Taylor used to scream at someone "YOU FUCKED UP" without a single word. Those butterflies now wanted an exit.

"Normie dear," Taylor said through the smile. "Would you please come out of the shadows?" From behind Taylor came a smirking Norman. "I know, a BIT dramatic. But if nt for the theatrics I'd be showing exactly how furious I am at you Karlie. You failed one every conceivable level."

"I failed?" Karlie yelled. "I FAILED!? What about you? Did you think I'd always just sit and take this shit from you? Fucking other people, manipulating them? You thought I could handle all that and the disrespect?"

"Disrespected? Bitching about infidelities? Spare me Karlie. How many of those did you join in on. Now, do correct me if I'm wrong...but that's not cheating. That's a threesome. And all those other times, like when I blew dear old Normie here? Business. Strictly business. Which you KNEW about. You always knew. And if you didn't, I'd expect you to talk to. Because I certainly would bring it up to you. You know, like I'm doing now. Because I fucking loved you. I LOVED YOU!"

"W-what?"

Taylor stood up and towered over Karlie, who still reeling from the use of the l-word. "I loved you. I listened to you. I took your advice. Not all the time, but when I did you knew it. The only times I ever snapped back at you was when I knew you were wrong. And guess what? I was right then. All your complaints about manipulation? That's me doing what's right for people who seem addicted to doing the exact wrong thing. I won't apologize for that or what I do when it's strictly business? My fuck with McKacken? I did it because Katy fucked me over. You two...you did it just to hurt me. And the worst thing about it? Neither of you even bothered to check out if you had a real reason to. See, I knew Katy MIGHT fuck him without double checking Norm's story, but you? I thought you'd for sure double check. I didn't think you were that much of a fucking pathetic follower."

"What the Hell are you talking about?"

"Norm? He certainly was in McKracken's office. But a normal tech thing. For McKracken at least. For me? He planted a couple of cameras in their. Just to see if Katy would fall for it. I never went to McKracken for a Christmas party. But I thought it was the perfect way to really get to Katy and make sure she stopped gunning for me. It was a trap for her. And by proxy, you. You didn't really enter into things until you fucked Katy though. I'd love to know when you got her number. But that's not need to know information right now. Not anymore. You had one chance to redeem yourself Karlie. You failed. A lot."

"Yeah, I'm the failure of the relationship, not the cold, manipulative bitch!" Karlie stood up,face to face with Taylor. "Playing the victim? You set me up! You expected me to do this!"

"No...I set Katy up. You? You willingly went along with what Katy had planned. I didn't even know she had your number, in both the literal and figurative sense. You had issues with me. You didn't want to talk them out. You wanted to hurt me. And you succeeded. Bravo."

"That's always been your talent, Taylor." Karlie sneered. "Making yourself the victim."

"You're forgetting my BEST talent Karlie dear. Revenge. And its just starting." Taylor tried to smile. She knew a smile with her anger always drove the final nail in the coffin. But no smile would come. Instead, she tried to hold back the tears she'd been crying since Norm first delivered the videos to her. She thought they were gone, but one slipped out. One lone tear down her cheek. The sight of the tear made Karlie laugh.

"You actually do have a heart...got to admit...it's kind of an honor to have been the one to break it. I mean, it's not like you didn't deserve it. This is what ahppens when you treat the people you care about like trash."

"Do me a favor...get the fuck out. You have a day...one fucking day to get all your shit out of here or I'm trashing it all. But a gutter tramp like you should still be able to find it."

"Fine," Karlie smiled. "It's not like I don't have a place to stay. And when Katy finds out you cried...well, I don't think I'll be getting much sleep." Karlie walked out with a confident smile on her face. Taylor? She collapsed in a heap of tears on the floor, crying everything she had left in her out.

Norm knelt beside her, gently putting his arm on her shoulder. "Hey," he said. "You okay?"

Okay? Okay? She just had her heart torn out and he wanted to know if she was okay? Taylor wanted to scream at him, yell that of course she wasn't fucking okay...but he was the only one in the world there for her at the moment. And she did the only thing she could. She crawled into his arms and cried into his shoulders.

It was an odd position for Norm to be in. This wasn't remotely his and Taylor's relationship. But he he stayed there, comforting her.

******

It was the day of truth in a lot of ways for Peter. Thursday. It was the deadline Hailee had set. Eight O'Clock. He had a few hours. Which was where Today's appointment came in. He was at her place. Right time and everything. And as usual, he went in with no hesitation. It was his scheduled time after all. He locked the door behind him as usual, then went ahead to a table in the middle of the den where a silver platter was placed dead center. He lifted it up and found a note. It read "Basement. Second door on the right."

The note wasn't in Sophia's handwriting, so Peter figured it had to be the woman he'd been set up with for what Sophia predicted wold be his final time.

He followed the directions. He was always surprised by how big Sophia's house was. He was sure the side business helped cover expenses where the teaching gig didn't, but still it was an impressive display.

Second door on the right. It was nondescript, just a door. But behind it was a rather ornate massage parlor. And not a typical, porno set type that one would expect to see in a brothel. The walls were would and looked well cleansed. The furniture was comfortable and well-taken care of as well. No cheesy ferns or potted plants in site, save for a few flowers. The lighting was dim. Not dark, but it fit the mood, relaxation and eroticism. A few candles mixed with electricity. But class was the standard Sophia had set. Nothing was out of the ordinary...until the woman Peter had been set up with walked out from the back.

It was Elizabeth Olsen, Hailee's friend. She was wearing a short silk robe,scarlet in color that came up to her thighs an displayed her breasts in just the right way. It clearly showed off their size ad fullness without giving too much away. The best kind of tease.

"Oh shit," Peter said, feeling completely busted. "Look, Elizabeth, I can explain."

"Call me Lizzie," she smiled. "Or just Liz. But Lizzie..I kind of prefer it. And don't feel embarrassed. You know that text I got? It was about you. You're the client and Soph is my boss. I found it a little weird you were booked for me, and almost told Hailee if it didn't involve me explaining my job. But once Sophia explained the situation and how this was just as much a therapy session as...you know, I saw no problem with it. I get to really try out my own style of therapy. And not to toot my own horn, but I think we're going to make some real progress today."

Elizabeth dropped her robe, leaving her completely nude. The casual nature of it and her confidence set the tone of the room. She gave Peter a smile. "What are you waiting for? Take your clothes off. I don't do clothed massages. Skin to skin is best. It's not even about being sexy, it's just easier to do and keeps your clothes clean. So...take it off and hop on the bench."

"Oh, yeah, sure." Lizzie smiled at him as he promptly disrobed. She actually found it cute the way he folded his clothes and set them on the couch. Her smile got bigger when she saw his cock. She loved having something to work with. She walked towards him as his back was turned and reached around t grab his cock, softly pumping it with her breasts pressed again his back.

"I like to do this first," she said. "Not a full handjob or anything. Just testing the waters." She ran her free hand up Peter's back, softly rubbing segments of it before getting to his neck. "You're tense all over. Not just from being jerked off. If anything that should relax you a little." She gave him a few more strokes then backed away with a big grin. "Okay, on the table."

"So...how should I lie down on this?"

"Face down." she replied, gathering her materials. "We're going to start with the back. Just put your crotch over the hole for when you get hard. I don't blow you or anything through it, it's just for comfort. I'd imagine getting a hard-on while lying against a hard flat surface isn't the most pleasant experience."

"Good thinking." Peter climbed on the bench and lied face down just as Lizzie had suggested. He folded his arms on the pillow at the head of it and rested his own head on them. He twitched a bit as Liz poured a warm, syrupy liquid on his back.

"This isn't massage oil," she said. "It's a water based gel. Herb-infused, just like the oil but much better for your skin. Works a lot quicker too, in my experience." She began to work the warm gel into Peter's back, starting out with a genuine, and rather good, legit massage. "So, tell me what you think of Hailee. Honestly. I'm not here as her friend. I'm here to help you. So...just give me your point of view."

"Hailee's amazing," said Peter. "I'm not just saying that. The more I get to know her, the more it becomes fact rather than theory to me. She's funny, adorable, generous, sweet, talented, beautiful, smart, creative...I cannot say enough good about her."

"Okay, then color me confused. What's the problem. Is it...shit, what was the name? Hailee talked about her...Sophia did too...name's slipping though."

"Selena Gomez?"

"Yep!" Elizabeth said. "Is it her? I'm under the impression you had a thing for her at one point? Like nutso in love with her."

"Is that a clinical term?"

"For right now, yes," laughed Liz. "Okay, your upper back is done. Well, not done but warmed up enough. Gonna change angles."

Elizabeth climbed up and straddled Peter, pretty much sitting on his ass and lower thighs. "Comfortable?" she asked.

"I'm fine," he said. "I mean it can't be too uncomfortable getting a massage from a nude beautiful woman climbing all over you,can it?"

She smirked and began to rub his lower back. "Wow, really tense here. Worse than before actually. Is it because I mentioned Selena?"

"Maybe."

"I'll take that as a yes," said Elizabeth. "What's the story there? Ex-girlfriend you're not over or something?"

"No...more like lifelong crush on someone I thought was my best friend that never came to fruition. Then things went real sour. I don't feel much for her outside of being disappointed I guess. If you made me choose between her and Hailee, Hailee wins, hands down."

"Okay, but right now, telling me about her, you tensed up again. Noticeably." Lizzie leaned over, running her hands up his spine, her tits hanging over and her nipples brushing against his back. "What caused the breakdown between you two?"

"Figuring out the friendship only went one way." he replied. "Whenever she needed something, I'd be there. And she knew it. Used that knowledge all the time. I didn't get the same treatment. And when she was with one of her many bad boy cliché boyfriends, I flat out didn't exist. But when they wrecked her, and they did, she broke the emergency glass case and had a shoulder to cry on."

"That bad? I mean, it sounds like all she ever did was use you then tossed you when she had something else lined up to take her time up."

"It wasn't all bad. We had some fun times. I do think we were actually friends. I just...I just don't think she realized how much she could hurt someone. I mean Taylor got ignored as well, but I either got the brunt of it or it just seems that way."

"You think you bring any of this with you when it comes to Hailee?"

"Well, from your tone of voice it seems clear you think I do."

"Good ear," said Elizabeth. "You clearly don't have an issue being with other women. You weren't so hung up on Selena that you didn't date or have sex with other women, that's clear. But none of them really lasted, did they? What's the longest relationship you've had?"

"Three months." he responded, thinking back to his summer fling with Taylor. "Never gone past that."

"You think you could make it that far with Hailee?" Lizzie placed both her hands at the base of his spine and slowly pressed upward, a medium amount of pressure. She pushed all the way up until she was almost laying down against him, her tits pressed against his back and her lips at his ears. "Further?"

"Uhhh, yeah." He said, struggling with his intense erection. It may not have been pressed against the table, but with Lizzie, tits pressed against him and her breathing in his ear while being totally nude on top of him, it made his cock almost painfully hard. He could here her giggle in his ear. She knew what she was doing to him.

"Well, let me tell you what I'm thinking." Elizabeth sat back up, leaning over a bit as she rubbed his neck and shoulders. "You're holding your resentment for how you were treated against Hailee. You don't intend to. But you think she's going to fuck you over. Consciously, you don't think she will,but underneath that you're expecting It. And since you see this lasting between you two, unconsciously, I think you're blocking it."

"Okay, so what do I do about it?"

"Well, that's kind of a loaded question. There's no such thing as an easy fix when it comes to the mind. But, there's a perfect first step." Elizabeth back off, moving lower down his legs. "Roll over real quick."

"Okay." He said, doing exactly as she asked. "So, what's the first step?"

Elizabeth grasped Peter's cock and moved back up his body, lowering herself onto his cock. "Ooohh, fuck just go for it." She moaned. She licked her lips and leaned back, bracing herself with her arms as she began to ride his cock.

"Oh fuuuck." Peter cried out, grasping her round hips the moment she sunk down and began grinding on his dick. "Ooooh Lizzie...oh shiit."

"Shhh don't...oooh don't talk...just focus..." her stomach undulated, moving in a wave as they fucked. Grinding riding, every sensation, every move she could make, she was doing. "Just think about me..you...mmm you...the moment...feel it...don't think...just...just do it...just...just fuck me..."

His hands roamed from her hips to her lower back, gliding over her ass for a sweet moment. Holding firm, he pulled himself up and buried himself in her breasts.

Lizzie moaned, a smile crossing her open mouth. No words. Just the moment. It was just was the doctor-to-be ordered. Her moans increased as her held her tighter, thrusting into her himself now. In between every kiss, lick and suck on her breasts, Peter moaned into them. It was cute. Cute was fun in this business.

Her hands moved beneath his chin and pulled his face up to hers. "My eyes...mmmm...unnnn look at them...right in them...let yourself go...just feel it all...see it all...hear us together, right now...and let it all out...oooh fuuck keep going...just keep fucking me...mmmmyessss..."

Heavy breathing, grunts, groans...all with eyes locked and ears open. Skins to skin, tactile sensations, temperature rising. Lizzie and Peter went harder and faster, breathing deeper, savoring every moment without any thought but the pleasure until they were on the verge.

To Elizabeth's surprise, it hit her first. She cried out as her orgasm sneaked up on her, pushing Peter over his own edge as her pussy came and spasmed on his cock. And right as she was riding it out, she got off of his cock and moved in between Peter's legs, sucking and stroking his cock. No words. None were needs. The message of what she wanted was loud and clear as her tongue swirled and flicked just under the mushroom tip.

Peter's hands clenched and he began to shoot, ropes of cum launching into Elizabeth's mouth, some hitting her face as she pumped his cock, wringing every last drop her had out.

With one final suck, she smiled as she swallowed the load, getting to her feet. She wiped the remaining cum off with her fingers, sucking them clean as well. "That was a lot of fun," she grinned. "I think we're making some progress. Next stop, sauna."

"Next stop?"

"Yes...what, you thought we were done?" Lizzie went to the sink in the room, giving her face a quick wash before looking back to Peter. "Just follow me. Nothing like a good sauna session to end, well...a fuck therapy session I suppose."

Lizzie led Peter out of the room, both of them still stark naked, into a steam room just across the hall. Peter took a seat while Elizabeth poured some water over the piping hot rocks in the room. Once the steam started rising, she took a seat near him, yet not next to him, giving him a full view of her nude form and vice versa. All part of the session. Now they were both totally comfortable with each other, at least that was Liz's therapy. IN this case, that held true.

"So, what we just did there?" she said, brushing her wet hair behind her. "Apply that to Hailee. Not just in the bedroom, though do feel free. But when approaching her. Forget the past. Forget everything but her. She's the focus. Not what might happen. Not what has happened. Just you, her and what you both want. I know, easier said than done...but I think Hailee deserves that leap of faith. I think you believe that too. Because that's all it is. A leap of faith. And you're right on that edge already. And she's ready. So you're homework tonight is to follow through. Go see her. Let her know. Show her. And do something with her you haven't done with anyone before. Share something you love with her."

"What if I can't?"

"Then you lose her," Lizzie said bluntly. "We both know that. But hey, don't worry about it. I know you can do it. Because the way you look at her, you don't want to risk it. You just need to realize what's holding you back." Lizzie's voice was sweet and soothing, and her smile added to that. But behind both was something else. She licked her lips and got up, walking towards Peter. She planted a kiss on his lips, her hand once again going to his cock and stroking him.

"Again? You sure?"

"Of course." she replied. "Did you think I was done with you? Besides, I don't charge by the orgasm and you still have half an hour left. I don't like my customers leaving with time not spent. You get every minute you paid for."

Lizzie licked at her lips and Peter went in for kiss. T the least moment, Lizzie turned away and began to walk towards the rocks again. "I think we need more steam," she said.

She bent over the rocks, reaching for the water. As she poured it over the rocks she felt Peter come up behind her. Her smiling lips parted as he entered her pussy once more, a moan escaping her mouth just as one was escaping his. She placed her hands against the wooden walls of the sauna as Peter fucked her, moaning at every thrust he made, every touch of his hands on her body.

And they were all over it, getting a much better feel for the amazing form that Elizabeth Olsen possessed. Lovingly holding her amazing tits, feeling her sweet little tummy, gliding once more over her hips to her ass. Then one hand moved in between her legs, working her clit.

Lizzie loved it when her men were like this. Tender, affectionate, and starving for her. Not all of them were. They weren't bad, but they just wanted a happy ending. But when she made some small kind of connection with her clients. It made everything better, and the sex so much more pleasurable. They wanted to make her cum, which ended up making them both cum harder than they would otherwise.

Her arms reached back and pulled his lips to hers in a sloppy, lustful kiss. Their eyes locked again. Words were pointless. The moment...the sensations, the sights and the sounds were key, the key to it all.

Peter went faster, Lizzie moaned louder. He pulled her closer, she pushed back against him. Gasoline on the fire. Moans and cries of pleasure grew more urgent, more desperate. HE was going to cum again, and do it first. And that was okay. All in the moment. Both parties were enjoying it, both were loving every second of it and not worrying about anything but the pleasure.

When Peter's breath's got shallow, Lizzie got the message loud and clear. One last kiss and she pulled off of him and dropped to her knees. She started sucking and stroking him again, her free hand playing with her clit as Peter got closer and closer to his end.

"Cum on my tits," she said, her lustful demand the only words either had spoken during this sexual experience. "All of it...everything left...mmmm please cum for me...."

Peter began to fire, pleased grunts coming from his mouth as his cock plastered Lizzie's tits with his cum. And when that first stream hit, Lizzie came, her hand finishing the work Peter began. Viewing her in the throws of her own pleasure made Peter cum harder, his last few blasts almost rocketing out of his cock.

He slumped back down on the wooden bench of the steam room, his and Lizzie's eyes meeting once again. He wished he had one more round in him as he watched her rub his cum into her skin.

"So," she said, still catching her breath. "How about we shower up and have some tea?"

*****

"Okay dude, you got this, okay?" said Jose. He and Jake were inside the whiskey casket, waiting for Camila and Lili. Once they arrived, Camila and Lili would go off on their own, both simply there to give their respective friends a pep talk before cutting out to do their own thing...most likely in Jose's van. "I mean yeah, sure, you think the sex pressure is gone because you two have banged but it's still there. But that's no concern. She digs you, not the mask. And when she finds out the dong belongs to the same guy as the mask, she knows she's in for good bang. So really this whole thing is in the bag as long as you're not a total dork."

"Thanks for the pep talk that would make most creepy uncle cringe," said Jake. "Look, I got it all covered. Only bump in the road is the mask thing and how to tell her. Ut I'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Got it. So don't try and get int hose pants too soon!"

"....I swear to Christ, you and Cami are getting married this time next year. I'm putting money on it."

"Don't worry, You'll the most important role if it comes to that. The stripper that jumps out the cake."

"Yeah, I'm sure that's exactly what Cami would love."

"Who said it'd be for her?" Jose joked, just as the door opened and the two ladies walked in, Lili leading the pack. The moment her eyes met Jake, they were the only two people in the room.

Their focus on each other was so intense they didn't even notice Camila and Jose exit the bar.

"You look amazing," Jake said. "I...I actually under-dressed."

"Jake, we're in a bar," said Lili. "If anything, I overdressed. With Camila's insistence, actually. Then all the jokes. Then I said she and Jose would be engaged by next year."

"Me too."

"Well, looks like we have another thing in common. Sit at the bar?"

Jake nodded, then gently took her hand and led her to the bar.

"Looks like we have couple sweethearts here tonight," Elzia Taylor said, that warm grin on her face. Got her amazing tips. "What can I do you for tonight? Usual, Lili?"

"Oh yes, the Bacon BBQ burger, medium rare, with the onion rings on the burger spicy and the fries curly," said Lili.

"I'll do the same,but have those fries be sweet potato, if possible."

"Of course Jake," Eliza said. " You two are cute together. And while I'm not saying that for the tip, do consider it when deciding on it."

"You have good choice in burgers," Jake said. "Most folks don't even bother with the rareness of the burger, at least here."

"Oh when it's a thick burger you need to go medium rare just to make sure it's juicy. Very few people can go well done and still be juicy. It's totally possible, my dad can do it. But I don't really trust a restaurant too, you know? I know, I know. I'm a BIG time burger snob. Explicit instructions or I'm getting the chicken."

"Well, aside from writing, burgers, and wrestling,w hat else are you into?"

"Make-up. Not like glitzy stuff, though I can do that really damn well, but movie monster stuff. My parents had all the cable stuff and on weekend,s when they weren't showing the titty movies, there was horror stuff. Especially on Halloween. And instead of being scared, I just wanted to know how to make that stuff. So...I learned. I'll show you sometime. I actually have a portfolio. Thought it might come in handy for the film students here...though I don't think anyone knows I can do it."

"I'd love to see it some time." Jake said. "I bet it's really awesome stuff."

"Oh you will." Lili responded. "I'm thinking way before I come up with a couples costume for Halloween next year."

"You're already planning Halloween?"

"Is there any reason I shouldn't be?" she asked with a smile. "I'm feeling pretty confident right now. How about you?"

Jake leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. He looked into her eyes and said "I think I'm feeling pretty confident."

"Wonderful." Lili leaned on the bar a bit, the light hitting her just right, making her look even more radiant. For bar lighting this was no small miracle. "So, give me your interests. I think we've been up and down mine repeatedly. But what about you? What do you like that we haven't covered?"

"Travel. I always like to do a lot during the summer."

"Where have you been?"

"Mexico, Puerto Rico, Canada, London...hoping to make it to Japan this summer actually."

"That'd be so much fun!" Lili exclaimed. "I've always wanted to go to Japan. See some NJPW shows, have the food, see all the weird and messed up toys there for make-up ideas."

"Then...maybe you should go with me. If I can make it, of course. Probably would be for the whole summer though."

"Well, now who's thinking far ahead?"

"You did essentially give me precedent to."

"Fair enough,"she said. "Guess I better start saving up then." A busser brought by water for the two, Lili taking a quick sip. "How'd you end up going to all those places? Family trips or just on your own?"

A little form column A, little from B, and then some some column C sneaks around to join in."

"Column C?" she asked.

"Oh, just work stuff."

"Oooh, work stuff. What kind of work?"

Jake had put himself into a corner. What kind of work indeed? What work could a college student have that would take him to ANY of these places that wasn't wrestling.

Fortunately for him, that's exactly when his phone went off. Ironically enough, it was the local promoter. He had no clue why he'd be calling now, but he wasn't going to take this momentary reprieve for granted.

"Shit, it's my boss," said Jake. "I have no clue why he's calling me now but I have to take this. I'm so sorry."

"Hey, it's okay," Lili said. "We're here, this is just a hiccup. Come back soon, okay?"

"Sure thing." Jake headed outside to take his call, and no sooner had he left, two goons descended on Lili.

"Hey there beautiful," the lead idiot said. He was a wiry type. He looked simultaneously overly clean and filthy. The epitome of annoyance. "You finally free from the meathead? Want some company?"

"Already have some, morons. He's outside, he'll be back, and you'll be in for some serious embarrassment if you don't buzz off."

"Oooh, I love it when they get all feisty and fight back, don't you Frank?"

"It's the best," the other, shorter, somehow filthier moron said. "Makes everything so much more fun when they act like they don't want it."

"It's not an act." Lili replied. "Leave me alone."

Before the two slimes could press further, Jake returned. "There a problem here guys?" he asked. Frank got a head nod from his idiot boss and headed off. Then the boss man walked right up to Jake.

"Just talking, we're allowed to talk, right?"

"Well, she doesn't want to talk to you. Pay attention to body language, and leave us both alone."

"Paying attention," the slimeball said. Funny you should mention that. You? You should probably pay attention to your surroundings."

That was Frank's cue. He came down hard on on Jake's back with a pool cue, the wooden stick breaking and causing Jake's shirt to tear...but Jake himself didn't budge.

"Are you fucking serious?" Jake said, turning to face a very stunned Frank. And the moment he turned around, Lili got a look at the torn section of shirt on his back. And that torn section revealed a tattoo she recognized. Her jaw dropped.

"Lili, go outsides please," Jake said. "Just for safety."

"Yeah, bitch. You wouldn't want to us beat the shit out of your man." Head Slimebucket said moments before being grabbed by the throat and pressed against the bar by Jake.

"Less talking. Talking gets you no where in a real fight." Jake threw him to the floor, running into his slimey sidekick. "Here's how it's going to go. You guys are going to try and hurt me. And youre going to fail. You think can inflict pain...I AM PAIN."

"Jake?" Lili asked, any confusion she had slowly fading away as puzzle pieces filed together.

Frank tried to tackle Jake, and he was met with a mule kick to the gut, sending him tumble onto a table. Next up was the nameless idiot, who charged at Jake with even less of a plan, and was rewarded by Jake picking him up over his head and tossing him right on top of Frank, the table supporting them both crumbling beneath.

"Now, you two are done," Jake said. "What you're going to do, is you're going to give Eliza, the manager here, your information so you can pay for all of this."

"Yeah, and what if we don't?" asked a defiant Frank.

"Then I call the cops." Eliza replied. "Give them the security tapes that show you harassing one of my customers, then attacking another one with a weapon before he had to defend himself. Along with several eye witness testimonies in case they need it. SO either way you boys are fucked. So how about you be slightly less fucked, give me your info, let me take your pictures so the other staff know you're banned, and get the fuck out of here?"

The two thugs got up and complied. "Need any help with them?" asked Jake.

"Nah, I got it covered," said Eliza. "Go check on your girl,huh? She ran outside."

Jake looked behind him to see that Lili was indeed gone. He rushed outside to see her pacing just outside the doors. "Are you okay?"

"You're Magnus Pain," she said, staring right at him with watering eyes. "You're fucking MAGNUS PAIN!"

"Lili, I can explain."

"Explain why you didn't fucking tell...was it a joke to you? Did you laugh at me? Laugh at the dumb ring rat?"

"Lili, you came after me! And..I tried to tell you, I did. You have to believe me...but every time I even opened my mouth..."

"I shut you up," Lili said. "Every time." She nodded, grimacing a bit and pacing. "I'm so fucking stupid! FUCK!"

"Lili, don't..." Jake approached her, gently grasping her shoulders. "I could have said something. I really could have. But...I was fucking terrified you didn't even want the guy, you wanted the mask. You wanted the thrill of the wrestler...not the guy under the mask."

"I get that...I do. I didn't give you any reason to think otherwise." She looked up at him, any urge to shed a tear quickly fading. "But when we...you, me and NO mask started getting closer..why not then?"

"Because I had no idea how." He replied. "I wanted to...but, honestly, this situation? It's kind of unique. I had no clue how to approach it without losing you completely. Which looks like has happened anyway."

"Who said that?" Lili asked. "Who said you're losing me or this is over or anything?"

"Well, I just thought..."

Lili put a smile on. It was shaky, but genuine. "I was shocked. Very shocked. And embarrassed. Kind of still am. But you're obviously more than a little mortified by the whole thing as well. It's...weird. Definitely weird. But not insurmountable. I still wish we'd gotten together last year honestly. I thikn we'd have avoided the weirdness and have been having all the fun we're going to be having. You know..if you still want to. I do...in case that isn't clear."

Lili's smile grew stronger, more radiant. "I still want us. This whole thing...it's not even a bump in the road. It's a pebble. It's going to be a super weird story to tell people about how we got together. But at least it'll get a few laughs."

"Are you positive?"

"Big time." The two kissed, sealing the deal. "With one small change to the plans for tonight."

"What's that?" asked Jake.

"We get those burgers to go," Lili said, her arms loosely hanging on his shoulders. "Then, we leave Eliza a gigantic tip..."

"Good call."

"Thank you," she smiled. "Then, we take the food back to my dorm and see where we go from there."

"Good plan." Jake replied.

"Thanks." She took his hand an led him back into the Whiskey Casket, big grins on both of their faces.

*******

It was a slight sense of flashback for Jesse, being back at the seedy motel. Nothing but good memories attached to a dirtbag place. It seemed off until he remember how amazing it was fucking Demi there. Then the sleaze seemed not just all right, but perfectly fitting.

It was also a bit bittersweet, knowing this might be the final time he'd ever see Demi. But he also knew if that was the case, she was going to make things beyond memorable.

He went to the same exact room they had used on Halloween and knocked. In short order, Demi opened up, smile blaring and in, of all things, tight fitting athletic wear. Not that Jesse was complaining. It hugged her curvy body perfectly.

"Well, are you going to come in or are we going to fuck outside?" she asked. And Jesse could not tell if she was joking or serious. "Though if it's outside, you're not going to get the surprise I brought."

"And what's that?" he asked.

"Step inside and find out." Jesse did exactly that, walking in to discover that Demi had brought Victoria Justice along for their final rendezvous, Victoria in the same style of tight athletic gear.

"You two know each other?"

"Kind of," said Victoria. "We both know you very, very well. We just go to the same gym. Friendly enough. And to be honest I've always wanted to fuck her."

"Likewise." Demi said.

"Thank you." Victoria replied. "But we chat. So...a couple days ago she tells me her plans...especially abut this plan I told her you and I have fucked..a lot. And, well, here we are."

Jesse heard the door softly close. He turned to see Demi leaning against the door, grinning from ear to ear. "Can I throw a party or can I throw a party?" she asked.

Demi walked past a speechless Jesse to join Victoria. The two sexy brunettes were side by side, sensual smirks on their faces. "So here's how this is going to go," said Demi. "You're going to strip naked and sit on that chair over there. Then...you're going to watch Victoria and myself fuck each other. So...strip down. Now."

Jesse quickly shed his clothes and took his seat. Once he was seated, he watched with bated breath and Demi and Victoria began to make out, hungry kisses and yearning caresses leading to a full on passionate embrace.

In a flash Victoria's top was off and Demi's mouth was at her tits, lovingly and hungrily going after them. Was part of it a show? Of course. The women had an audience. That didn't make any less authentic...or pleasurable.

Demi backed Victoria into the bed,the taller woman falling backwards. The moment she was on the bed, Demi was crawling on her, moving on her prey before returning to Victoria's hungry lips.

Demi's hand's slid down Victoria's tight waist, tickling the skin a bit before it slid down her pants. Victoria moaned loudly the moment Demi's fingers entered her and began to get very, very vocal.

"Oh...oh fuck...yeah Demi...use those fucking finger...of fuck...fuck yessss...."

As the two lovely lady got to know each other very intimately, Jesse was enjoying the show as an entirely captive audience. He was stroking himself absentmindedly, almost as a reflex to the show of eroticism the two were putting on in front of him. He wasn't ready to join in yet, and he honestly might not have been welcome just yet. Like Demi said, he'd know when to join in.

The two women rolled over, Victoria now on top. She had Demi move on to her stomach and promptly pulled her spandex workout pants down, exposing Demi's full, rough peach booty to the air.

Victoria dove in, burying her face in Demi's ass and Demi howling like a wolf in heat in response. Her hands gripped the sheets of the bed tightly as Victoria's tongue probed her ass and her fingers teased just the outside of her pussy.

Demi rolled back on to her back and shortly after, her tights and shoes were discarded and Victoria's mouth was securely at her cunt, happily providing Demi with some damn fine oral pleasure.

As Victoria ate Demi out, Jesse decided to tag in. He slapped Victoria's wiggling ass before peeling her tights down to her knees and sliding his cock into her tight, wet cunt.

Victoria let out a moan, the vibrations giving Demi a little additional thrill. Jesse grabbed hold of Victoria and gave her it all. This was no time for a slow build up. This wasn't love-making. This wasn't even sex. This was fucking. Hard, fast, urgent. All in a sleazy motel room. Perfection.

"Mmmm, fucking fuck me!" Victoria bellowed. "Take that fucking pussy! Oooouuugghhh fuuucking TAKE ME!"

Demi watched from her very pleasurable position. The view of Victoria going between eating her out and crying out in pleasure from being fucked by Jesse was amazing eye candy to go along with the insane physical sensation. Still...there was always something more to be added. And from talking to Victoria, she knew her suggestion would be no issue.

"Fuck her ass." Demi moaned. "Mmmmm Jesse honey fuck her sweet ass...."

Victoria looked over her shoulder at Jesse, her eyes told the story and her words backed it up. "You heard the lady," she said. "Fuck my ass."

Jesse pulled out, his cock slick with Victoria's juices and moved his cock at the entrance to Victoria's ass. He massaged her cheeks for a few moments before pressing forward, Victoria breathing deep the moment his cock went through the tight threshold.

"Oh FUCK I love that fucking cock up my ass!" she screamed. "Unnnngg fucking fuck it! FUCK! Fuck my ass! Ohhh fucking hell YES!"

Jesse built up a hard and fast pace quick, much to the liking of both Victoria and Demi...though as the direct participants Victoria and Jesse were much, much happier.

Demi got to her knees, letting Victoria concentrate on herself for a few moments. She grasped Jesse by the face, her palms on his cheeks. Her smile was sweet and sultry as her brown eyes gazed into his.

"Fuck her ass, Jesse," Demi said. "Fuck it hard...fast...but don't cum..mmm not yet...not until I have that cock. And I want it in my pussy...in my ass...everything Victoria is getting but harder and faster...'kay honey...give me a good farewell...everything you have."

She kissed him, sucking his tongue into her mouth. When the kiss broke she lai back down, but now sliding under Victoria, licking the slender sexpot's pussy as her ass was lovingly ravaged.

"Ohhh fuck yess eat that pussy," hissed Victoria. "Mmmm fuck it's so good...fuck you're both being so fucking good to me...shit...."

Victoria threw her long brown hair back, releasing a loud growling moan as she pussy was loved by Demi's tongue and her ass was taken by Jesse. It was already in her top ten threesomes ever...at least the ones where the women outnumbered the man. Her skin was a slick surface of pleasured tingles, her mouth smiling a bit with every slap her ass got from her lovers.

Of course, they were loving it to. Victoria was hardly greedy, moving her head down to return the favor to Demi, and Demi added a bit more to the mix, her long tongue taking short breaks from Victoria's pussy to give Jesse's balls a bit of attention.

A rumbling of pleasure began deep in Victoria. It was building into a gigantic explosion. She was going to cum, and cum hard. Her entire body tensed up, her voice crying out in desperate announcement of pleasure. Jesse regrettably pulled out of her ass. He knew if he had stayed in, he'd be done. This gave him a short reprieve. Despite his removal though, the show of Victoria cumming was worth it, her tone body shaking and quivering in pleasure. Her arms and legs struggling to keep her up.

All the while, Demi was lapping away, smiling as Victoria's cum coated her mouth. After a solid, intense Orgasm, Victoria rolled to her side, breathing deep, wiping her sweaty hair from her face with a gigantic smile.

Demi the put Jesse on his back. She wasted no time in mounting him, moaning a throaty moan as she sunk down on his cock. Before really getting down to business she removed her top and tossed it aside. Now, completely nude, Demi began to fuck Jesse, grinding her hips and raking her nails up and down his chest.

Jesse was loving every minute of it, his cock finding a home just as nice in Demi's pussy as it had up Victoria's ass. His hand roamed up Demi's thicc thighs to her ass, loving the perfect peach being felt in his hands before moving further up.

He leaned his body up and Demi leaned hers down, allowing him to go to her tits. He wanted every part of Demi's body, every inch, and she wanted him to have. Tonight was the final time, and they both wanted everything they could get.

And of course, after a quick breather, Victoria wanted back in. She had quickly completed the removal of her tights and kicked her shoes off, making her just as nude as the other two. Still dick drunk, she climbed back on the bed and over Jesse face. Needless to say, Jesse got the hint and went right to licking her pussy while Victoria went right to making out with Demi, the two women still as hungry as ever for each other, if not more so post Victoria's orgasm and Demi on the journey to her own.

Lips, tongues, fingers, hands, bodies and moans. Physical and aural sensations filled the room. It was near perfect for Demi...but not quite there. Not yet. She whispered something in Victoria's ear and the lithe Puerto Rican climbed off the bed, then Demi got off of Jesse's cock and got on all fours.

"I think you know what I want," she said, popping her booty to accentuate the question.

Jesse once again got behind a beautiful woman with an amazing ass. Demi's ass though...it was otherworldly. The ultimate ass. He smacked it, loving how the flesh rippled. It was hypnotizing, amazing...and it felt even better than it looked.

"Mmmm fuuuuuck.." Demi grunted when Jesse entered he god-tier ass. Her hands gripped the head board tight, bracing herself as he began taking her just as he'd taken Victoria earlier.

Just as soon as he entered Demi's ass, Victoria crawled on the bed behind Jesse, her chest to his back. "Keep fucking her," she said, nibbling his ear. "Hard...fast...she wants it that way...needs it that way...give her what she wants...."

Victoria ran her hands over Jesse's body before getting to Demi's ass, Demi' moaning at the sensation of two pairs of hands n her ass. The attention was heavenly, a bit of added flavor to her moment.

"Pull her hair," whispered Victoria. "Not hard...just enough...pull her up to your body...bring her upright...but don't stop fucking her ass..."

Victoria's hand went from Demi's ass to Jesse's stomach, running over his abs as his pace in Demi's ass got harder and faster. Demi's cries of utter pleasure got louder and more intense. He ran his hand up her body and grasped her hair. He pulled, not hard, just like Victoria said, and brought Demi to him, her back to his chest. Jesse was no sandwich between two gorgeous, Latina sex goddesses.

Jesse's mouth went to Demi's neck as Demi's hand went between her two night lovers, running her fingers through there hair as her ass was taken.

Victoria's hands were usy as well, one with Jesse's hand, fondling Demi's tits and the other going between's Demi's legs, working her clit and getting an instant reaction from the girl with the goddess booty.

"Hear that Jesse?" Victoria asked, her tone sensual and knowing. "We're making her cum...and she's going to cum HARD. We both know that...and it's all from us...so keep on taking her ass...give her everything...here how her voice is getting higher and higher...shes not even talking anymore...mmmm it's so fucking sexy...keep going...fuck her...make her cum with me..."

Faster, harder, more desperate for release for Demi and himself....Jesse gave her everything. Every energy inch every bit of power he had until finally, he felt her begin to shake and tremble in his arms before freezing and crying out in total pleasure. Demi came, and clamped down hard on Jesse's cock with her ass.