“HOLY FUCK!” Caprice rallied a cry and tilted her head backwards, then just as swiftly reared back up to tell her friend, “I’m so sorry Baby.”
“NEVER APOLOGIZE!” Nick snapped at Caprice. “This is what she’s here for.”
“You’re a twisted man Sanchez.” Dolan hissed feeling guilt but not enough to ease away. In an odd friendship being formed, Dolan supported Nick’s decisions. His instincts were too sharp, and he saw how much she Amadored him. Midnight was getting into her feast.
“Release your wrists. Add fingers… two at first. Right hand Caprice’s cunt, left hand your own.” Shocked by being allowed to touch herself Midnight eased two fingers up into Caprice thrusting deep then twisting her wrist to feel the interior walls. Caprice simply lost all ability to watch and let her head hit the mattress, falling right back into the puddle she created on the bedding.
Fingers tormenting her own pussy Midnight whimpered and taunted herself. In a strange way she envisioned Nick and Dolan’s dicks moving in and out of Caprice and found a frighteningly similar rhythm. Moaning loudly Caprice gave up and asked her fellow waitress…”Another finger Baby.” More a demand!
“Right here!” Nick pointed out CC’s butthole. “Two and two.” Dividing her fingers in a wide Spock like Live Long and Prosper approach Midnight fucked her friend in both holes as well as nibbled at her clit. The added efforts brought out hisses and pants on Comstock’s behalf. She was nearing an all too familiar orgasm.
Between her own thighs Midnight fingered herself and dared to try doubling up. It was difficult to reach her butthole but fingers did tease the outer pucker. It was just too difficult to maintain balance and duel activity. Seeing her attempt it Nick nodded at her determination. “Roster? Cover centerfield.” A nod lured Dolan to crawl back into bed hovering in the center over Caprice. Nick bringing CC’s left leg up toward the Sheriff, he claimed hold over both ankles. In hovering his dick relocated into Caprice’s gaping mouth muffling her moans. She sucking on him only divided her emotions.
Freed up, Nick moved behind Midnight and guided her misstep in anal probes. “Concentrate on your cunt.” She did so sinking three fingers up inside her pussy while she also focused on Caprice. Nick hooking his finger up inside Midnight’s pucker made the girl tense up. First time anal virgin and Nick knew it. Within his thoughts Sanchez realized he needed to offer her experience in small doses. “Buttplug for breakfast”
A lengthy duration of rapid finger movement Midnight neared her own climax. Sensing it Nick denied her. “You cum I’ll toss you out the door.” She resisted but worried her time here with Nick was over. This part of her training would be her failure.
Above them Dolan removed his dick from CC’s throat and scooted over her to plant his scrotum into her mouth. He had been eying her crushed together breasts and positioned with difficulty to guide his crown between her cleavage. The result magic, he titty fucked her, Caprice suckling and tugging on his balls as he thrusted back and forth. Midnight with her eyes open saw Dolan’s dick slithering toward her brow, his urethra nearly tapping her forehead they were just that close in Caprice’s curled up confinement. That was not helping her self control.
Nick found it amusing and doubled up his fingers now that Midnight had embraced a single finger enough to be receptive to another. There it went! Midnight failed Nick. The second he penetrated with any length she came hard. Fortunately for her, Caprice detonated a flood all over Midnight’s chin mid scream, filling her mouth with pussy juice.
“GARGLE!” Nick snapped at Midnight, still fingering her asshole. Tilting her head upward she fulfilled her mission then spit up all over herself. She no more than looked up at her still probing fingertips inside Caprice then Dolan snarled. A warm display of milky fireworks shot her in the face. Forehead pressing closer toward him Dolan’s dick collided four times against her brow, each time his weeping urethra left a droplet or two more of his jizz, coating her ambitions.
Nick removed his fingers from Midnight’s bottom and reached over her to grip her by the hair. Standing up on the wood floor he hauled her screeching across the floor toward the accordion doors facing the ocean. Opening a single section he drug her out on to the wood deck. Shoving her over on to it he marched back inside and collected her urine and cum soaked blanket. Tossing it down at her he pointed. “SLEEP!”
Going back inside he shut and locked the door. Returning to his bed to find Caprice cooing in Dolan’s arms, they wrapped around her holding her close, Nick crawled in and faced the blond. “No time for this lovey dovey shit.” He grabbed her right leg this time and molded in to relocate his still hefty erection up into her pussy this time. “Back her up!” He snapped at Dolan.
“Well fuck!” Dolan Roster joined his ally in destroying Caprice Comstock for another hour. Depleted and so exhausted that she actually fell asleep on them they nutted one last time each then both rolled over.
“Night Sanchez. Midnight, even.” Nick ignored Dolan and passed out. Dolan was back to thinking of Dr. Freak. No rest for the leery.
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As the sun filtered in at 6:00 AM, Nick woke up and again found Caprice in Dolan’s arms for body heat. Sitting up to focus, he noted Midnight and her bed missing from the deck. An immediate worry that she had panicked and ran away hit home. Jumping up he went to the accordion door and looked out. “Where did you go?” Opening the door to a gust of wind he left it open as a wake up call to Dolan and Caprice. Searching the sand just beyond the deck for footprints as hints to her direction he followed them around the side of the beach house, up into the grass. It wasn’t hard to find her after that.
The hatchback on the 4Runner was up. He also noticed her ropes from the roof were untied and missing. Curious he took the stroll toward the 4Runner and discovered his missing slave. Laying over the treasure trunk in the back, her ankles tied in knots with the rope, left wrist bound tightly, she simply curled her right wrist with the rope to keep it in the family. No sleeping bag in sight he presumed it might have blown away. That assumption quickly faded. Seeing the trunks lock key stuck up inside her asshole, the chain dangling he just knew where the sleeping bag was. She had folded it neatly and placed it inside the trunk as her way of saying she didn’t need even that possession.
Asleep by the sound of her beautiful mumbles Nick reached for the key and yanked it from her asshole. The sudden shock made her revive. “Did I tell you to leave the deck?”
“No Kami. You simply told me to sleep. I was asleep.” He couldn’t argue with that. She was right. Untying her ankles he tickled her feet to find her extremely ticklish. Without laughing at her he climbed in to untie her wrist. The rope in her hand removed from her grasp he peeled her up from over the trunk. Using the key he unlocked the trunk and sure enough perfectly folded was that sleeping bag. The scent made him wince. Ushering her aside he pulled the bag back out and tossed it out the hatch to the ground. Showing her the key he placed it inside the trunk then locked it in. “The only thing you have left to give me… is years of faithful service. Is that understood?”