There has always been a little devil on my shoulder. Whispering in my ear. Making suggestions that started out as simply naughty little notes that would send tingles down my spine and cock a grin on my lips. Eventually those notes grew into ideas that were downright wrong and would have me writhing in ecstasy and screaming for more. Because I listened. The devil’s voice was louder than any angel that had hoped to perch near me.<br/><br/>Right now, that particularly devilish voice very definitely matched the cadence of his as he practically growled for more.<br/><br/>I’d waited the perfect amount of time. He’d needed very little persuasion to press that thick, hard length up against his mother’s mouth. I knew the cool, pleased, sex-kitten façade was falling from my face the moment his hand connected with my ass. Leaving the first pink fingerprints there against the upturned curve. But that was what I’d wanted. That uncontrollable lust I knew danced just below the surface. That untamed need to delve into each and every forbidden fantasy and never look back.<br/><br/>And Sarah was never more beautiful than when she was on her knees with a cock in her mouth. Always eager to please.<br/><br/>There was no protest when he gave the first command to kneel. The words made my cunt clench hard, and I delicately found my way to my knees beside his mother. My other lover.  I watched with wide, eager eyes as the tip of his throbbing dick penetrated her waiting lips. And I pressed my forehead to the side of hers when the first loud sucking slurp echoed throughout the room as she took his length in deep. My moan of pleasure at seeing how perfectly she obeyed was pushed right against her ear. Even as I spread my own thighs to let that glistening, wet pussy show and curve my spine to put my ass on display.<br/><br/>But I hadn’t given into his demand to have both his mother and his lover on his cock right away. Oh, hardly. This was still my idea, my office, my show. Complete control wasn’t going to be given up so easily. As if a simple word would make me hand over the gold keys.<br/><br/>I had bigger plans than that. The devil on my shoulder was whispering again. Giving me suggestions. Telling me to make him fuck it out of me.<br/><br/>With a hand gliding over Sarah’s shoulders, and the other drifting up her son’s thighs, I let my perfectly painted lips kiss along the shaft of his cock that wasn’t quite buried in his mother’s mouth. Lick, gently. Tease the veiny hills and valleys with the tip of my tongue until she moved off enough so we could both suck along the sides of it. So his hips could thrust forward and back, fucking that cock in and out of the space between my mouth and his mothers. All moaning in perfect harmony.<br/><br/>My fingers crept up on his thigh, moving higher and reaching up to cup those heavy, cum-filled balls of his. The ones I knew would produce perfectly white ropes all over his mother’s breasts if I pushed the right buttons, and in the right order.<br/><br/>Again, the devil was whispering in my ear. My hand gripped his cock then, stroking, while I slid my other one into the hair at the back of Sarah’s head. “Harder, gorgeous.” I murmured, my cheek pressing against his hip. “I know you can suck cock better than that… Show him what a good little whore you are…”<br/>