Chapter 340 - -340
She reached out and took Ken’s cock in her other hand. She held both of them now. One in each hand. She stroked them at the same time. Slow. Then fast. Then slow again. She stopped whenever either of them started to thrust into her hand.
"You do not move unless I say," she told them. Her voice stayed flat. "Your cocks are for me to use."
She climbed higher on Mahir. She sat on his face. Her pussy pressed down on his mouth. "Lick," she ordered.
Mahir opened his mouth right away. His tongue went deep inside her. He licked slow and careful, pushing inside and sucking on her clit. Elara rocked her hips a little on his face. She was on top. She controlled how much pressure he got. While he licked, she kept stroking Ken’s cock with her hand. She edged him. She brought him close, then stopped, then started again.
Ken stood there, breathing hard. His hands stayed at his sides. He did not touch her unless she told him to.
Elara felt good from Mahir’s tongue. She did not moan loud. She just pressed down harder when the pleasure grew. When she finished the first wave, she lifted off Mahir’s face. His mouth and chin were wet. She looked down at him. "Good," she said. One word.
She moved down Mahir’s body. She sat on his belly first, then lower. She took his hard cock and rubbed the head against her wet pussy. She lowered herself onto him slowly. Inch by inch. She took him inside her but only halfway. She stayed there. Not moving much. Just small rocks. Her pussy squeezed him tight.
Mahir’s eyes closed for a second. "It feels so good," he whispered. "Your pussy is so tight around my cock."
Elara did not answer. She reached for Ken. She pulled him onto the couch beside them. She made him kneel next to Mahir’s head. She took Ken’s cock and put it in her mouth for a moment. She sucked hard, then pulled back. She used her hand on him again while she started to ride Mahir slowly.
She was on top the whole time. Her hands pressed on Mahir’s chest to keep him down. She rode him with steady moves. Up and down. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Every time Mahir tried to push up, she pressed harder and stopped moving. "Stay still," she said.