Knowing one's place - Sex Stories

Knowing one's place

... quickly." Amy positioned her mouth over their patient's engorged member as Mademoiselle Montsarde applied the coup de grâce. She gripped him tight in her fist as she girated her cunt energetically over his face, so that he was both blind and dumb, his body hijacked, no longer his own. After several violent tugs on his length his body finally gave forth what had become it's primal necessity. Amy felt the ropes of milky cum spray into her open orifice and around her lips. "Don't swallow!" her boss's voice pulled her back to the job in hand. Henley, very much a prisoner between his shrinks legs, was breathing short, shallow breaths, twisting and moaning beneath her. "Amee, I will lift myself from 'is 'ead and 'e will open his mouth gasping for air. You will spit 'is sperm into 'is open mouth and then we walk out." Amee half nodded, digesting the information. As Camille Montsarde climbed off his face, his mouth was wide open, as she said it would be, and Amy spat the contents of her mouth into his and they both walked out in silence. Graham Henley was left stunned, bound and abandoned in the plush top floor office, with his cum dribbling out of his mouth. As he looked around him he saw the row of spectators in the observation booth and felt a bitter chill run through him as he met his girlfriend's eyes and saw her smile down at him.