Eight

Eight

Seth

The red head bobbed on my dick expertly, providing a great combo of tongue and saliva on the tip of my dick but that didn't do the trick of making me cum. It unnerved me, the fact that my throat goat has been on this for almost thirty minutes, and I still haven't found my release.

An image kept reappearing in my head, the sight of Naomi pouting her pink full lips, and more than once I stopped myself from imagining those inexperienced lips on me instead of my throat goat’s.

Being my slave meant pleasuring me was part of her duty. That made a wicked smile perch on my lips. Her even being feisty made me desire her more. Maybe having her would be the solution.

Why would I settle for just a blowjob when she could so much more? After all, she belonged to me, she is my mate.

I moved to push the red head off my lap when the door opened wide, a furious Brittany standing in front of me.

Her dark eyes flitted to the red head and she growled deeply, causing the red head to spring up t