Chapter 320

Mallory unzipped your pants and wriggled her fingers inside your shorts, her smile warming as she found you weren’t wearing underwear and she easily grasped the root of your cock. Considering the sexual discussion you weren’t completely flaccid, but you were maybe at about a half-chub which made it easy for her to pull your cock out of the front of your shorts.

“Mmm,” she hummed, eyeing it as she held it daintily in one hand.

“Now, Mallory,” you said. “Wrap those lips around my cock and get me hard.”

“Yes, sir,” she said with a flash of a smirk, knowing that you were enjoying her being the submissive despite being somewhere around twice your age. The MILF leaned forward and took the head and about two inches of your cock into her mouth, slowly drawing back to stretch it as she let the partially firm member draw through her lips until it fell out. She immediately fished with her tongue to pull it back in line and did the same manoeuvre again, sucking with her cheeks and lips.

“Yeeeaaasss,” you groaned happily and lifted your hand to run it through her bottle-blonde hair. She looked up as you did that, stroking your fingers along her scalp, and you could tell that was a move she liked. Her eyes, already showing she was into this, softened in a way that you hadn’t even seen Sabrina do. That one little gesture sent chills down her spine and she started bobbing on your cock more earnestly.

“God, she’s even extra-pretty with a cock in her mouth,” Sabrina sighed.

“Is she good at it, love?” Gemma asked. “Is she being a good little MILF pet?”

“Very good,” you said from your chest, letting it rumble a little bit, stroking your fingers through Mallory’s hair again.

Gemma stood up and came around to lean over Mallory, whispering in her ear. “How does Sir’s cock taste, Mal?”

“Mmm. Very good, Mistress,” Mallory said, again with that sexy smirk. “I love the feeling of it getting hard in my mouth.”

“Good MILF,” Gemma said, then as Mallory took your cock into her mouth again, Gemma sucked on her earlobe. That made Mallory’s eyelids flicker.

It didn’t take long for you to get fully hard, and you pulled away from Mallory once you did. “I think we should take this upstairs,” you said.

“I agree,” Mallory said with a grin. “May I stand, sir?”

“You may,” you said. Every time she said it, you liked it. You liked it better than ‘Daddy,’ though you doubted Sabrina would change her mind on that one.

Once Mallory was standing, you reached over and beckoned Sabrina to you and she came around the table, taking your hand and standing close. “I think,” you said. “You should all strip. I would very much like to follow my three sluts up the stairs.”

Sabrina broke into a grin and immediately let go of your hand so she could shift the shoulder straps of her dress. It slid down her body with little encouragement, pooling at her feet. Gemma was fast behind her, her sexy dress sliding down her more curvaceous form. Neither of them had been wearing any underwear underneath.

“What do you think-” Then you broke character for a moment. “Sorry, Mallory. I know you were OK with dirty names, but I feel like I might be stepping on toes if I just guess at what to call you. Is ‘MILF Pet’ OK with you? Or like, ‘my MILF pet?’”

“Yes,” she said, chuckling a little. “Those are both fine. If I’m calling you Sir, we can do some ownership play. It only lasts for the afternoon though.”