Stella And Margaret

Their invitations sent a wave of heat through me, and I rammed my cock between their pressed-together pussies, rubbing their clits, making them even more desperate for me. Their moans filled the room, a symphony of lust and need that drove me wild.

Margaret, unable to resist any longer, reached back and grasped my cock, her small hand wrapped around my thick cock. ''Master, please,'' she begged, her voice a sultry whisper as she placed the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. She pushed her hips back, swallowing my cock inch by inch, her tight, wet heat enveloping me.

''Fuck, Margaret,'' I groaned, ''Your pussy feels so fucking good.'' She moaned in response, her body trembling with need. ''AAAAAH, Master.... please fuck me harder,'' she begged, her voice a desperate cry.