The devil's pact - S01 E45

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The devil's pact - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

"Breakfast is ready, mi Rey," she answered. "Shall I go let Reina know."

"Yeah, she's probably getting out of the shower now," I told her. "Desiree, what does, uh, <mi rey mean?"

"My king," Desiree answered, then a pained look frowned her face, "do you not like it?"

"No, no, like it," paused. "So Reina is..."

"Queen," she said with a shy smile, then headed upstairs to find Mary. "Tell her that!" I called after. Mary would love be called Queen.

In the kitchen there was a small, breakfast table and laid on it were four plates with omelets and crispy toast. A pitcher of orange juice set in the middle of the table along with several jars of various jams. On the counter, a pot of coffee steamed. I poured myself a cup, added cream, and set down at the table. The omelet turned out to be a tasty, southwestern omelet with red peppers, bacon, jalapeno, jack cheese, and avocado.

My three ladies marched in, Mary in her pink robe, her hair wrapped up in a towel, fresh from her shower, flanked by Allison and Desiree in their maid outfits. Mary set next to me and kissed me on the lips. Everyone complimented Desiree's cooking, and hungrily devoured the omelets she made. Afterward, Mary and Allison disappeared upstairs to get Mary ready for our date while I nursed my third cup of coffee and watched Desiree clean the kitchen. It was quite sexy, catching flashes of her dark ass and pussy when she bent over, or reached up to put dishes away in the

shelves.

When Mary returned, she found Desiree standing before the sink while I fucked her from behind. Desiree was just too sexy to resist. "What do you think?" Mary asked, twirling about in a yellow sundress decorated with red orchids. The dress had an ovoid, plunging neckline and a high skirt that fells to her mid-thigh. A pair of black, thigh-high, healed boots complimented the outfit. She had put on a light amount of makeup, transforming the natural beauty of her face into something amazing: a hint of blush on her cheeks, eyeliner that made her green eyes more brilliant, and a deep red lipstick that made her smiling lips more desirable.

"You look gorgeous," groaned, savoring Desiree's silky cunt. "I love those boots."

Mary laughed. "Are you almost finished, I don't want to be late?"

"If you could make out with Allison, that might help," I said, hopeful. "Fine," Mary said. She pulled Allison to her and they kissed, tongues wrestling. Mary's hand slid into Allison bodice and pulled out a perky breast and pierced nipple. Then, with a wink at me, she bent down and licked her tongue on Allison's nub.

"Fuck, that's hot!" I moaned and shot my load deep into Desiree's cunt.

"Good, let's go," Mary said, impatient, and grabbed my arm. I barely had time to zip my pants up before Mary dragged me out of the kitchen. As the door swung close, I caught just the glimpse of Allison kneeling down before Desiree to drink my cum straight out of her pussy like a good slut.

In the living room, Mary grabbed a small purse that matched her dress and I picked-up my keys, pulled on my black duster, ignored Mary rolling her eyes at how ridiculous I looked, and grabbed the camcorder and the GPS that Allison had programed for our trip. Then we were outside and piled into my Mustang. The engine roared to life and the GPS was plugged in and. "Fuck, I didn't know we had to go that far,"

The orca tour was apparently all the way north at Anacortes; north of Seattle and north of even Everett. The GPS predicted it would take a little more than two hours for us to drive north. When Mary slid into the car, the skirt of her dress rode up and I saw a flash of red hair. The saucy filly wasn't wearing parities and I caught a glimpse of the fiery heart of pubic hair above her pussy. As I started driving, she slid up the skirt and lazily started to masturbate.

"That's a little distracting," I said, my eyes continually drawn to her finger slowly rubbing a circle on her clit.

"Between you fucking Desiree and having me make out with Allison, you got me horny," Mary replied. "So just suck it up."

"I'd prefer you to suck it up!" said, leering at her.

She snorted with laughter, then closed her eyes, rubbing a little

harder on her clit. She writhed in her seat, biting her lower lip. The

scent of her arousal filled the car, sweet and spicy. Mary moaned softly, fingering herself, now, grinding her palm on her clit. Two fingers were fucking rapidly out of her cunt, her breath quickening. She arched her back and groaned wordlessly as she came.