Bold boy

My eyes were rolling to the back of my head. My lips were being devoured by him. He was fingering me so good, it felt like I was on clouds and reaching heaven. I make all kinds of erotic noises, beating the noise of the music in the background. As I look back to tease the two men who already have touched me in the past, I see Charlie already seated on Gerroto's lap.

That was fast.

Being the naughty guy he was, Charlie began grinding while seated in such a position. Gerroto's breathing was rugged, just like my own. I turn my head back, resting my elbows upon the headrest behind his head on the couch. I could feel his eyes peirce into my soul. He looked so breathtaking, with or without the make up I did on him.

"I would like to do a dare." Says he, he fetches my mask for me. I was already aware he had a perverted, big image of a plan sorted out. He makes me stand on my feet as he removes his pants. I stare at his sexy black thongs, it was a neat black pattern on his wheatish, slightly caramel colored skin. I put on the mask on my face.

"On the railing, baby girl." He says. My eyes almost pop out of my sockets.

I hand the blunt over to Charlie. Aaron was serious when he said that, I could say easily because his cock looked achingly hard against his abdomen.

He had me bent over the railing. The spotlights were on us as he enters into me with the lube slightly rubbed on his shaft as well against my lips.

"Aw, ah..." I wasn't prepared to take his mighty 9-incher right away. He's stretched me so beautifully, my stomach couldn't help but churn with excitement. As people started noticing, they make several vivid noises as my body was rocked against the railing.

The DJ even changes the music to fit the romance erotic between us lovers.

I haven't officially announced I had a boyfriend yet. None in my social media accounts either. I never put them to good use anyway.

He daringly holds my cute slippery rubber coated breasts as I make all erotic faces using just my eyes and lips. Rest of my face was covered with the silk cloth.

I've been fucked by many eyes of men and women down the stairs, in the pub of attendance. But there was only one man capable enough to show me the stars as I was being railed into like a little slut. I'm glad to be his little slut. I bet no one ever can take his aggressive, powerful rough fucking than me.

"You like that, baby girl? You like it when people are shooting a video of us and posting it live and online for us? Hmm?" He thrusts into me sloppily. We knew he was close, I was too.

I look at the crowd and wave my hands at them. They looked pleased with my fan service. Soon, Aaron warmed me up from within with his thick load injected into me. The warm feeling helped me reach my own orgasm instantly.

I was having a hard time not to turn around and kiss him. From the angle, they are not allowed to see my boyfriend's dick and measure his size. Of course, they'll be impressed I was destroyed with such a good length, yet I feel possessive.

I was feeling so relieved upon Aaron kissing my shoulder instead.

However, as we two were sweating and catching our breaths, he whispers in my ear sexily.

"Smile for the pictures, princess. Let them know that a man fucked their dream girl so good that they lost hopes of ever nutting for you. Smile," he says, as if it was an empty threat to everyone out there. His words made even me smile like a crazy person. He was being too protective, as well as nourished with jealousy.

But, jealous of whom?

I only had eyes for him.