Page 35 of 12 Days of F*ckmas
Dog’s voice grew husky. “Let me see.”
Monique rose.
Dog placed his hands between her thighs. Instantly, he began ripping the lace away from the bodysuit’s crotch and revealing a neatly shaven pussy.
Monique’s breathing quickened. Lust filled her eyes.
Dog slowly played with her pussy. “Pull out my cock.”
Monique fumbled with his zipper, and then soon had his cock out.
Dog groaned. “Do you like it?”
Stunned, Monique nodded.
“I wonder how all these inches would feel inside of you.” Dog grunted. “How many of them would you be able to take?”
Monique whispered, “All of them, baby.”
I caught Mariah taking in Dog’s cock. Her mouth opened in shock.
I frowned at her. “Come here.”
Still watching Dog and Monique, Mariah got up and stepped over to me. Her attention remained on them.
Dog guided Monique onto the floor. She got on all fours. In seconds, he was ramming his cock deep into her ass.
“Oh!”
Mariah shook her head. “Oh my God.”
I smirked. “Look at me.”
Mariah turned my way.
“Take off the coat.”
She blinked, yet did what I said.
The expensive fur fell to the ground.
“Oh!” Monique loudly moaned. “Oh, fuck!”
I could tell that Mariah wanted to glance over her shoulder at them, but she kept her attention on me.
I leaned back in my chair. “Lay across my lap.”
“What?”
“Now.”
I saw her hesitate, but then she came over and worked herself into the position. Next, she lay face down. Her ass jutted up at me.
“Your ass is so perfect.” I caressed it and slipped my hand over the curve. “However, you have been a very bad girl.”
“How?”
“You looked at Dog’s cock.”
