the illicitness of the act serving to turn her on even more.
'Ahh, there you go,' Lenny encouraged her softly, almost paternally, as he reached down to pinch one of her erect nipples, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, 'There's my dirty girl.'
'Mmmm,' she moaned around his cock, spurred on by his words and getting more into it. Lenny no longer needed to pump his cock as Pariah started doing all the work, sucking him in earnest as her shame started to give way to lust.
Lenny was right about her, she realised. He had spotted her darkest desires, and urged her to enact them. Debasing herself like this and surrendering to him - it drove her crazy. He had known exactly how to push her over the edge.
Tyrone watched her intently, picking up on how much she was beginning to enjoy sucking cock, and he knew that she was done as a threat. He released her wrists, reaching his hands around her to rub her breasts and explore her body. Without his hands supporting her arms, they dropped limply to her sides.
'Oh Pariah,' he growled into her ear, 'You are such a naughty little slut. We are going to fuck you until the sun comes up.'
She enjoyed his degrading words, turned on by the dirtiness of it and by the prospect of the fucking that Tyrone promised. The orgasmic choir of the aria seemed to mirror her own feeling as if it were her inner emotions being projected out into the room.
Her moans came forth uninhibited as she felt the other man feeling her up, caressing her breasts like they were his property and occasionally flicking her excited nipples. The cock in her mouth became slick with her saliva as she continued to lavish it with her attention.
Ughhh... feels so good...
Tyrone was ready to go further. He slid his right hand down her abdomen and pushed it under her thong, firmly running his fingers down her wet slit. Pariah jumped as she felt attention being given to her burning crotch, shooting a hand out to grab Tyrone's arm and squeezing it.
'Wow, you are so wet, heroine,' Tyrone mocked as he teased the lips of her sex, 'Such a sweet little pussy... such an eager pussy.'
She pulled herself back from Lenny's cock, the new intimacy of Tyrone's talented fingers sobering her up a little bit. She moaned loudly as Tyrone start to rub her engorged clit, touching her in ways that she had never been touched before.
'Ugh...wait...oooo...stop,' she protested as the last of her shame reminded her that she shouldn't be doing this. This shouldn't be happening.
How had it come to this?
She moaned like a school girl as Tyrone slid his fingers down from her clit and easily pushed them deep into her dripping pussy.
Lenny grinned down at her, taking in the sight of her writhing in Tyrone's arms, squealing at his touch. He prepared to seal her defeat - to guide her to the end of her fantasy. Her submission had been a masterpiece, the best he had ever done, and now it was time to finish her subjugation.
He waggled his cock in front of her face, the movement catching her attention, and ran a hand through her feathery hair, affectionately brushing it out of her face.
'You don't really want this to stop, do you, Pariah?' he spoke down to her warmly, looking into her blue eyes and seeing the haze of desire there, 'Why don't you show me what you really want, baby?'
Her gaze dropped to his slick cock and she looked at it longingly.
'...Okay...' she breathed, her voice husky.
She wrapped her free hand around Lenny's cock and guided it to her mouth, caressing the head of his cock with her tongue. She intently licked around the head before guiding it to the sides so that she could lick down his shaft.
'Yeah... good girl ,' he whispered gently, groaning with approval as she pleasured him, 'That's it baby, be my good little whore just like you want to be.'
'Mmmm... yes...,' she groaned, genuinely pleased that she was making Lenny feel good, and excited that she was being a good girl for him. She brought her lips up around his cock and
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