She was perfect. Thin, small breasts and a tight ass. She was what he wanted tonight. He knew he had to have her. But would his Mistress let him? Was she the jealous type? He belonged to her now. He knew that. After all, she had created him. But he needed to feel this ones lips on his cock. Her pussy wrapped around him. Her blood running over his lips.
"Mistress?" Michael looked over at Roxie.
"You want her Michael?"
"Yes Mistress."
Roxie watched the woman as she sat alone and sipped her coffee. She had to admit that she too, was attracted to the petite blonde. It had been a long time since she had a female. A long time since she had eaten pussy. She could feel Michael's desire to have her. This would be his first feeding. His first fucking.
The woman looked up and caught Roxie's gaze. She smiled.
"Let's go." Roxie said rising from her chair.
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It didn't take long to get her back to the house. Her name was Vickie and she was as willing as they were to fuck. Only they needed to feed too. Roxie didn't take her to the bedroom but the scarcely furnished living area instead. An oversized black leather sofa rested along one wall and two tapestry covered Queen Anne chairs against the other. Black velvet curtains covered the windows. Candles lit the room, giving it an eerie glow.
"So, you have done this before?" Michael asked as he slowly removed his clothes.
"A couple of times." She said with a shrug. "Threesomes are a lot of fun."
"Indeed." Roxie purred as she circled her.