That jet of hot cum filling my butthole makes me squeal yet again. I want more, dammit, and I know ila still has plenty to give me. At almost the same, my cock spews into his hand. He does not miss it, catching the load just as it exits my tip and wipes it over my cock. I really want to make him pull himself out of me, so that I can turn around and let him suck before I go dry...
However, that will take my side of the pressure off Red. He is having the time of his life, seemingly even encouraged by people in the audience calling him a whore. I need to stay on top of him, to let him know that he is the lowest sub out of everyone on the stage.
Looking at ila with a slight turn of my head, I have a feeling he now wants more privacy for the next part of our sexy game. Good, I was thinking the same thing. I lift myself from Red as high as I can go with ila's cock inside me. "Uugh. Murgh." I grunt at him and tilt my head towards the curtains at the back of the stage.
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