Evelyn said oof

As soon as the door closed behind them Sandra turned around to face Ian, Jaden was behind her looking around the room.

You can only wear a condom in here, she pointed with her hand low, balanced on one foot because she was standing on the toe of her sock, stepping out of it. She spun on the ball of that foot and faced Jaden.

You

He turned to face her, she curled her finger and stepped onto the toe of the other sock. He put his arms around her and they kissed while Ian's clothes hit the floor. Shirt, pants, boxers.

Socks?

They can stay

He clapped his hands together and she clenched her ass like she knew he was staring at it.

He rolled the condom on and stepped in behind her.

She turned to face him and Jaden began removing her clothes. She worked her hand on the condom and stared in Ian's eyes.

Someone needs to dim the light

I know, he laughed nervously, oh my god

She shifted her head from looking down her nose at him like he was prey to making direct eye contact, a predatory grin pushing through her smeared lipstick.

Jaden knelt and pulled her panties off and it was done, she wore only stockings.

She turned around and pushed Jaden onto the bed and put her mouth on him.

Connie returned and Sandra was seated on the couch, a bath robe pulled around her. Evelyn was still in the kitchen with Phil and the gang.

What's up

Get fucked

Got fucked, you

Same

Was it good

Sandra held her hand in front of her flat and tilted it back-and-forth, you?

Good

Sandra smiled and sipped her drink. She turned to face Connie.

Jaden

Thumbs?

Thumbs came the moment my mouth hit his dick

Rude

That is rude, Evelyn standing in the room now.

Connie's brows furrowed, Evelyn looked indignant, her mascara was running.

What's wrong?

Rough day. But continue. You were saying something about premature ejaculation.

They laughed.

A quarter bounced and the ping of a shotglass, cheers from the kitchen.

Connie shrugged and Evelyn rolled her eyes.

Ian was going strong but I was riding and he just passed out.

Evelyn said oof.

These men

The guys

The fucking guys

Well how was yours

We had to do it in his car

You sure it was his car

Smelled like him

Evelyn and Sandra looked at eachother, a knowing pause.

What, it did

That good or bad

Don't tell me, Evelyn turned and left the room.

It was really good, just cramped.

He fucked you in an uncomfortable place

He did, they tapped glasses together, I need a refill.

When she returned with the two refreshed drinks, so he was not up for it?

Definitely not.


He had a knife in one hand and a club in the other. And he came to get it done once and for all.

She wanted him to use her so she got on all fours and turned her body.

He struck her once and she lowered her shoulders to the floor, head sideways and looking away, wincing with pain.

He began to cut off her clothes and she smiled, wiggling her body to give him better access.

When he had enough he stuffed the club in her mouth and held it there, pulling her head off the floor and her body back into his, onto his lap, penetrating her.

He hooked the dull edge of the knife around her elbow and pulled her arm back, wrapping it in his own arm so he could put the flat of the blade on her soft lower back.

He twisted the blade and she gasped at the feeling of the flat edge and its point, then he began thrusting hard and deep.

She turned her head so she could look back at him, her mouth off the club, his grip slipping as he braced himself, approaching climax.

He saw her eyes and pushed the club behind him and put the knife next to it. He pulled her other arm up so she was no longer supporting herself on the floor. She sat flat on his lap with both arms pinned in one of his, then he gripped her hair and held her up by the back of her head, thrusting again until he finished inside of her.