Isabella's Bodyguards 5

The sight of their bodies moving together, the raw, wet sounds of their pleasure, the intoxicating scent of their arousal—it was all too fucking much. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to fuck. I needed to claim. I needed to make them both my little whores.

I reached around from behind Isabella and grasped Mary's head, using her face as a fucktoy, forcing her to swallow my cock even deeper. Mary braced herself, gripping Isabella's thighs for support as she gagged and choked on my thick cock. Drool and saliva bubbled from her mouth, dripping down her chin like the dirty little slut she was.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth, giving her a moment to breathe. She looked up at me, eyes watering, and moaned, "Ha ha ha, Boss... your cock is so fucking big." She was whimpering to Isabella.

Isabella growled, "Mary, I'm going to fuck your throat hard." She grasped Mary's head firmly and buried my cock deep inside her throat, making her gag and choke on it.