Chapter 327

“Holy. Fuck,” Mallory panted. She was still lying where you had ravaged her, her legs spread and her head hanging off the side of the bed. Your cum was slowly dripping out of her pussy, which was looking a little swollen.

“I think that’s what Sabrina said the first time we did that to her,” Gemma chuckled, lying next to the MILF and softly stroking her fingers over the older woman’s stomach.

“If I didn’t, I was thinking it,” Sabrina giggled from the floor. She’d ended the session paying Mallory back by straddling her head, holding her by the hair to pull her up to eat the brunette’s pussy as you deep-dicked her and Gemma mauled her tit and fingered her clit. Sabrina had squirted all over Mallory’s face, causing her eyeliner and mascara to run.

“I haven’t been fucked like that...” Mallory exhaled. “I don’t know. In decades for sure. I had a threesome with three guys once, but I think you girls knew I could take more than they did.”

“We know you won’t break,” Gemma grinned, then got up on her knees and leaned down to kiss Mallory sweetly. “And we know that you wanted it.”

“Mmm, I did,” Mallory hummed. “And do again, but I need a break.”

“Hydration!” Sabrina declared, slowly standing up. She went over into the bathroom and came back with the housecoats that the three of you had brought.

“You’ll be leaking all over if someone doesn’t clean that up for you,” Gemma smirked at Mallory, eyeing down towards the MILFs pussy.

Mallory rolled her eyes and spread one leg wider. “Yes, Mistress,” she chuckled.

It took another ten minutes before the four of you staggered downstairs towards the kitchen, and it took most of that time for you to finally stop feeling lightheaded after the ridiculous pace of fucking you’d been maintaining. Your whole body felt a little sore from the strain and the hard orgasm you’d had at the end of it. The girls, beyond needing to clean up Mallory’s pussy, had also all stepped into the washroom to clean their faces.

Downstairs, you went about filling up big glasses from the sink with water while the ladies sat at the table. When you turned around you found them all grinning a little sloppily, obviously highly pleased with the way the afternoon was turning out so far.

“Alright,” you said as you sat the waters down in front of them, kissing each of them on the cheek as you did it. “We’re out of the bedroom, so I feel like we can safely say the Sub game is on pause?”

“For the moment,” Mallory agreed. “But before we talk, I brought a little something extra for just this sort of occasion...” She reached over and grabbed that large purse of hers that she’d left down near the table earlier, and she dug around inside and pulled out a Tupperware container. She popped the top to reveal a couple of large brownies, the smell of them wafting out and filling the kitchen.

“Ooh, shit those smell good,” Sabrina groaned.

“Baked fresh this morning,” Mallory grinned.

“I’ll get some milk,” Gemma said, standing.

“You guys should know, they are pot brownies,” Mallory said. “Not the strongest, but if we each have half of one we’ll get a nice little buzz going.”

“Just in time for Round Two?” Sabrina asked with a grin. The three of you had already exchanged your histories with drugs - none of you had tried anything harder than pot. You and Sabrina had only done that less than a handful of times between smoking and edibles. Gemma’s ex had led her to having more experience than that, but she wasn’t a regular user.