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Jordan takes Faith to a sex club resort where he plays her master.

Jordan and Faith baked by the pool under the Miami sun. After imbibing a strong strawberry daiquiri, Faith was dozing in the sun beside Jordan when a shadow blocked the sun’s glare.

A man’s voice interrupted the silence with a polite, “Excuse me.”

Jordan shielded his eyes to look up at the man. Faith opened her eyes to see Evan standing at Jordan’s chair.

“Are you Faith’s master?”

He looked amused. “Yeah.”

“I was wondering if I could eat her out in the gazebo,” he said, hitching his thumb to the large open tent on the grass.

Jordan said, “Only if I get to watch.”

Evan nodded. Jordan rose to his feet. The deal had been made.

Faith’s mouth hung open even as Evan extended his hand to help her to her feet. She took it and slid off the sun lounger. Evan’s grip on her hand tightened as he led the way to the tented gazebo. Jordan followed behind them as they stepped off the concrete onto the grass on their way to the pillow ladened tent that could easily hold ten people. The entered the empty tent, stepping up onto its wooden slat floor wooden floor before sinking onto the sea of oversized orange pillows crowding the tent’s floor. Jordan sat across from them, watching intently as he drank his beer he’d brought with him from the pool.

Faith’s breath hitched in her lungs as she laid among the cushions, her legs splaying open as she did. Her eyes never left Evan’s as he crawled in between her thighs. Evan peeled off her bikini bottoms before hooking his arms under her knees to drag her up to him. A light breeze seeped into the high ceiling tent as he went to work on her. Her body wracked by the pleasurable sensations of his skilled tongue flicking at her clit, Faith flung her head back as she sank deeper into the pillow. His sucking sent her into orbit but she feared having an orgasm. Jordan had trained her well. Her eyes fluttered open to look down upon Evan’s neatly trimmed wheat colored hair with every strand in place. His broad shoulders flexed as his strong arms held her in place. She flung her head back once more, arching her back while grinding her crotch in his face as an orgasm began to quiver in her loins like a roiling snake lodged deep within her womb.

Then she heard Jordan ask, “You want to fuck her.”

Her eyes opened in time to see Evan answer, “Yeah.”

She looked over at Jordan as he nodded his approval. Faith gasped as Evan crawled up between

her opened legs, pressing her back further into the cushions as his big body covered hers. He reached between the two of them to undo his shorts. His hard dick bounced out as he moved his shorts down to his knees. He took her hand and wrapped it around his hard dick which she instinctively squeezed. She felt numb, as though she was being propelled by a body on automatic response. Is this how hookers feel when they’re working? Why was she agreeing to this? Her eyes squeezed closed when the tip of his penis prodded her folds until it found her warm, moist opening. She moaned in pleasure as it plunged in, inching deeper and deeper into her warmth. She opened her eyes to look up into Evan’s face. His eyes were so intense, greenish grey with wide dark pupils. His mouth was slack as he fucked her. Her legs wrapped around him, drawing him deeper still. Faith matched his strokes. She was so horny for the sex that Jordan had denied her that she reveled the hard flesh inside her.

Evan asked, “You like that, baby? You like it?”

“Yes,” she sighed, draping her arms over his shoulders.

“Don’t cum in her,” barked Jordan.

Evan’s thrusting became deeper and harder as he grew into pumping frenzy and though it was a monumental task, Faith suppressed the surging feeling of a breaking orgasm. Sweat dripped from Evan’s brow onto her face. His chest heaved as his ass moved up and down and Faith’s tits bounced out of her bikini top. She looked away and bit her knuckle as an orgasm threatened to spew. She couldn’t hold back much longer. She dared not look at Evan, afraid that his sexy face would cause her orgasm to spew forward.

“Fuck,” he said before suddenly withdrawing.

He straddled her with his knees before furiously jerking off over her. Aiming it towards her face, she stuck out her tongue to help him along.

“Arrrruhhh!” he exclaimed as he ejaculated over her face.

It spurted over her cheek and lips and a gooey string of cum hung from her eyelashes. He stroked his dick until the last little white globs oozed out. Then he unstraddled her and sat back on a pillow, wiping his brow as he cooled down.

Jordan coolly said, “Thank him for fucking you.”

“Thank you, Evan for fucking me.”

Jordan got up and pet her head. “Good girl. Put your bottoms on.”

She did as she was told, letting the clinging cum remain on her face. She went to wipe it off but he slapped her hand away.

Evan laid back spent on the pillows. “Hey, thanks man.”

Jordan nodded before taking Faith’s hand. He helped her to her feet and led her from the gazebo into the bright sunshine.

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