A Cup Angst Ch 03
Jamie Jacobs was sprawled on Helena’s easy chair as she slurped away at his hard shaft with zeal. Her smiling eyes were fixed on him, but his were cast above her at the tormented face of Sandra Grant, kneeling on the bed. Her ankles were tied together, and her hands were cuffed behind her back. A ball gag was in her pretty, little mouth. Sonya Mitchell was behind her, rimming her and holding Sandra’s face up with a hand keeping a firm grasp on the brunette’s short locks. Rose was worshipping...