Chapter 62

We moved into a three-way kiss. I heard Kat snort up the coke behind the girls. A short bit later, the eager, slurping sound of her mouth on Chris’s member crashed through the room. She gagged herself, pulled off with a loud pant, and gagged herself again. Rita, Juliet, and I tumbled into the bed. Juliet positioned herself over my mouth, lowering her puffy, eager, smooth pussy onto my tongue. Rita settled between my thighs, snaking her warm, wet tongue over my cock. As Juliet leaned back to savor my oral attention, I could see Kat. She stopped blowing Chris and spread her legs wide, leaving them hanging over the edge of the bed. She stretched her arms back, nearly touching my leg and glanced back at me. We locked eyes for a brief moment, just as she spoke.

"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me like I’m a rag doll."

In contrast to the tender foreplay that occurred between Rita, Juliet, and me, Chris crashed into Kat without needing further prompting. Kat cried