Chapter 225

Gretchen never had a chance. She tried. God knows she tried, but Quinn was relentless. He continued whispering warnings in her ear, ordering her not to cum, even as his attack on her body, her pussy, intensified. His thrusting sped up, his finger a blur on her clit. Her body tightened, wound on springs too tight to hold. Gretchen shattered with a louder scream than all the others preceding it. Her body bucked during her spasms and she squirted again, no one down there to swallow it. She had several more orgasms in the space of the next few minutes, cumming harder when Quinn finally drove all the way inside of her, and released a flood of cum.

Without turning, Quinn said, “Good morning, Sue. Would you like to clean your daughter’s cum off my cock, while Jessica cleans Gretchen.”

I looked up and Sue was at the doorway, masturbating. She blushed scarlet, then fled, running up the stairs.

Quinn laughed. “What’s the verdict, Gretchen. Do you think you can join Jessica i