Chapter 102

Poppy

This was so not fair.

My breath hitched, my eyes locked on the scene just inches away from my face.

Riley's pink lips, glossy and swollen, parted slowly, her tongue darting out to wet them as she stared at the thick, angry head of Marcus's c.o.c.k. It was right there before her lips and it was such a magnificent, veiny beast, the tip already leaking a clear, salty bead of prec.u.m that made my mouth water.

"Oooh, girl, I know you want this," She purred glancing at me, "but it's all mine,"

"Not fair," I whined when she pressed her lips to the tip, licking it softly....