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“I want this cunt,” Carlos spat and started pushing Amber’s very short shorts down her hips.Amber shook her head in protest, but her words were just muffled behind Johnny’s cock. Amber felt the cool air of the restaurant on her ass as Carlos pushed her shorts down her hips and long legs. Johnny held Amber’s head tightly and stepped backwards forcing her onto her knees. Amber heard the zipper on Carlos’s pants and his hand on the thin strip of cloth that protected her cunt. Carlos pulled the thong to one side.“This bitch’s cunt is shaved, I luv ‘em that way,” Carlos told Johnny.Amber tried to concentrate on the cock in her throat as she felt the other dick spreading her cunt lips. With one thrust, Carlos shoved his cock deep into Amber’s cunt. Amber grunted around the dick in her throat as her piercing blue eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Johnny and Carlos got into a rhythm bouncing Amber between them. Amber was now actually starting to enjoy being used as Johnny quickened his. I was offering her a lifetime together but only as my trained sex slave that clearly involved extreme submission. I had the slut hooked and we both knew it. The 25 min ride was over quickly and I pulled into the garage of my ranch style at the top of the San Fernando valley and ordered Sasha and Radar to get out. I told Radar to strip. He dropped his clothes in a second like a champ. "Go grab Sasha's dress from the car and put them and your clothes in the washer over there." The garage door was closed and it was hot in there, but I like the heat and I was waiting for Lisa and Trish to get here so I could give orders to everyone at the same time. I just stood there and looked at the two horny twenty somethings and raised my eyebrows. Sasha looked terrified for a second then fell to her knees and grabbed Radar around his legs as she spun him away from her so she could get her slutty mouth on his asshole. I complimented her on her remembering her duties were to suck ass at all.
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