<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Andi <strong>Location:</strong> On the office floor at Idle Hands, Inc. <strong>Tags:</strong> Reese and Sarah </em></span></span><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://hdwallpapershdpics.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/10/0290641001454016249_filepicker.jpg)</div>There was a reason I had chosen him.<br/><br/>Oh, I’d had other lovers before. Men and women. Between my sister and I, we were masters at the art of sex. Both in the bedroom, and outside of it. Professional teasers, seducers, connoisseurs. And the minute young, virile Reese Spaulding had walked into my office, I’d known he was a vintage that had almost unlimited potential at pleasure. The fact that he also was related to an equally as sexual mother and sister only sweetened the pot. I’d been seduced by the temptation of hours of depravity and endless orgasms I knew he – and they – could provide.<br/><br/>His voice cracked as he started to protest. Gruff surprise, exclaiming his weak protests as his mother and I lapped his dick back into action. It made a very knowing and pleased grin grow on my lips to not only feel the cock that could fuck me into submission grow at my will, but to hear the change in the words and voice that were attached to what was quickly becoming my favorite appendage. And as we tortured him with the pleasure, pushing him past the brink and beyond, I knew I had chosen perfectly.<br/><br/>I could see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice. It had taken nothing to get him to open those pants for me, and now the world of what we could do together was at our fingertips.<br/>Or tip of our tongues. Whichever metaphor you’d prefer.<br/><br/>Reese was slipping into the potential I’d seen in him from the start as easily as I’d watched him tug on his t-shirt and boxers from my bed a hundred times before. As assuredly as his hands gripped my hair and tugged my suckling mouth up and down his shaft, before directing me to his still-heavy balls. I knew he could go again, could get rock hard enough to pleasure myself and his mother for hours.<br/><br/>That thought made me wet and moaning with need.<br/><br/>The directions started pouring from his lips. My hands split their time between the two lovers I had. One stroking up and down Reese’s thighs as I followed as prettily as you pleased, sucking one side of his sack and then the other into the wet, hot confines of my mouth. My other hand was on Sarah, pushing at her shoulders, urging her on, encouraging her to take more, suck harder.<br/><br/>But then he used that word. The one that started with a crisp letter “c” and reminded me just what I wanted out of this little encounter.<br/><br/>And it wasn’t to sit back and act as his little whore.<br/><br/>But I let the tortuous pleasure reign for a few heartbeats longer. Sarah was so enthusiastic with her mouth. And I knew from past experience that drawing my tongue just up the seam of his testicles could pull the most unholy of groans from his mouth.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/a334f4fef1a31b8304184e7d397c0eb4/tumblr_ojdrufv32s1w25ds8o1_500.gif)</div><br/>Those sounds were my prize and I wanted them badly.<br/><br/>So my tongue took the route once more, before I pushed back against the hold Reese had on my head and straightened over him. My hand ran up to grip his cock, squeezing slightly, holding it perfectly still for Sarah’s desperate mouth. “Oh, such a good little cocksucker…” I murmured softly, my other hand stroking down her back and to her upturned ass, where I gave it a few good smacks. That was my property, and I knew it pleased her when I marked it.<br/><br/>My hand then traveled up to his chest, where I used it to brace myself as I parted my thighs and swung my leg over his body, putting that cunt he was so concerned about me showing him just out of range of his mouth.<br/><br/>“You want us sucking your cock, darling?” I teased with a grin, pulling Sarah farther up so she could lick the underside of Reese’s length, while my tongue played with just the pulsing tip. “And yet moments ago you were begging us to stop… that you couldn’t take anymore…” My hands played idly with his balls while I spoke against his cock.<br/><br/>My new position on top had also worked wonders to maneuver his hands out of the way. So mine took up the spot again in Sarah’s hair. Holding it out of the way. Making sure her blindfold stayed put. It would ruin the surprise now if she were to see just who’s cock she was sucking. “Open your mouth, darling. Use that slutty little tongue of yours… That’s right.” My praise rolled across her skin as I watched her go to work and deep-throat her son’s cock. “Such a good little fucking whore…”<br/>