My 3 Rockstar Bosses

“Trent! Oh my God! Trent!” She jerked back against my face, shaking and trembling, on the verge of collapsing. “I'm coming! I’m coming so hard!”

The bodacious queen exploded then, pussy squeezing out more honey as she shook and trembled, gripping the seat with white-knuckled hands.

Cream spilled down her thighs in waves, dripping from that precious spot.

I salivated hard.

My dick wanted to feel the cum, but it wasn’t time yet. With juices drizzling like honey, I sank my five-inch tongue as deep into her snatch as her virgin barrier would let me.

Right there. So wet. Fucking delicious.

The girl shook and trembled, orgasming again and again with my tongue deep in her snatch.

Fuck. This was so perfect.

And once it was over, I slowly pulled out, licking my chops with satisfaction.

“Oh yeah. She’s a virgin, alright.”

Fuck...

With a growl, Mason shoved Nick off Katy’s tits, grabbed that curvy figure, and threw the poor girl over his shoulder like he'd wanted to do since we started the game. With my hard cock threatening to burst through my jeans, I followed them and saw that Nick had the same problem. But unlike me, he had no self-control. The asshole actually had his pants unbuttoned, even though we had no intentions of fucking her. The rock-hard dick that they once contained poked straight up from the button fly jeans, bobbing against his stomach with each step that he took.

In the back room, Mase dropped her on the bed and for a second, Katy just lay there, dazed.

“Where's my nut, sugar?” Nick asked with a smirk.

But Mason was done. He took a pistachio and shoved it in her soft palm. “Nice and shallow, baby. We don’t want that nut to get lost up in there now, do we?”

“No, that wouldn’t be good,” she whispered, coming to for a moment.

“Exactly. Shallow, then—just like before.”

And slowly, the girl obeyed. Spreading her thighs, she held her pussy open and then tantalizingly inserted the nut until it was just within her pussy.

Mason wasted no time in diving in headfirst. Moans echoed throughout the cabin. The pilot could probably hear our girl, but who cares? This is why it pays to fly private.

Katy moaned.

“Oh god,” she cried out, profile lifted to the ceiling. “Unnh oh!”

Mason kept his head buried as she moaned and panted, those big boobies quivering.

But this wasn’t just about nuts anymore. In fact, the pistachio had somehow already come out and lay discarded on the bed. Because Mase had back door on his mind.

And lifting his head up, he seized our gazes.

“Push her legs up,” Mason growled. “I want her ass too.”

Of course you do. You always want to eat ass, were my silent thoughts. Should’ve taken my turn first.

But Nick and I were happy to oblige. Grabbing an ankle each, we coaxed our girl backwards, so that her butt lifted up off the bedspread.

And shit, she was beautiful. That dark brown pucker appeared, musky and sensuous.

Mase was on it like a dog. He lapped the opening with his tongue experimentally, before slowly snaking it inside.

“Oh my god!” squealed Katy. “Oh my god, don’t lick me there!”