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Denise's honey squeezes out of her and onto Dominik's cock and my awaiting tongue. I kiss my way up her body, pausing at her breasts, and press my mouth against hers, sharing her sweetness. I shiver when she holds me closer, caressing my ass and reaching between my thighs. Dominik gazes at me from behind Denise, the fire still raging within him. I stir and watch Denise lift herself gracefully off his lap, Dominik's cock wet with her sex.
Dominik stands from his seat and grabs me, pressing his slick cock against my belly. My breasts crush into him and his mouth descends on mine, the spark between us never more alive. Denise sits back against the couch, her legs spread as though trying to cool down her core, but I'm not going to let her just yet. I suck Dominik's tongue, grabbing his erection in my open palm, building my immediate urge to have him inside of me.
I turn my back to him and spread my legs, bending forward at the waist until my mouth finds Denise's still-quivering snatch. She wriggles and squirms but I start slowly to work her back into a fever. Dominik covers my pussy with his hand as he guides the thick head of his cock between the slick folds of my femininity. As I feel him stretch me apart, fondling my clit with his fingers, Denise's body begins to relax beneath my tongue.
We work into a steady rhythm, a melody of moans as we dissolve into a mess of kisses, licks, thrusts, juice. My pussy fits Dominik's cock like a small, warm satin glove. He fills me, penetrates me over and over, the speed of his thrusts dictating the tempo of my tongue. Denise's hips arch up towards my mouth. My moans are muted against her slit as the heat swells within me.
As though sensing my building pleasure, Denise pushes me back and slips off the couch to her knees in front of me, pressing her soft lips against my swollen ones. I spread my legs on either side of her head as I kneel on the edge of the couch, Dominik pumping deeply behind me. Denise's tongue massages my clit delicately in small circles, Dominik's thickness buried inside of me to the hilt. He clutches my hips, smacking my rear as it bounces tantalizingly in his face, the sound of his thighs slapping against mine echoes in the stockroom. I grip onto the back of the couch to steady myself against his near-violent thrusts. Denise licks me faster, and I can't control it anymore-- I implode, my toes and fingers clenching, my body racked with spasms, the pair of them working to drain the last reserves of my energy.
Dominik pulls out of me, his cock swollen, soaked, visibly aching. I sink to the ground by Denise and she takes me in her arms, kissing me deeply, sharing our honey, stroking me the way only a woman can touch another woman. We turn to Dominik expectantly, smiling up at him, squeezing his shaft in our hands. Denise licks my juices off his loins as I cover Dominik's shaft anew with my tongue, taking the swollen head between my moist lips, all the way to the back of my throat. He drops his head back and sighs deeply, his hands balling into fists at his sides. I feel him twitch and clench in my mouth, working him faster with my tongue.
Denise and I move back a few inches, still on our knees, waiting thirstily. Dominik explodes, hot streams of white cum spurting onto our breasts, narrowly avoiding the now-rumpled Santa's helper outfit Denise still wears. I wipe the cum from my chin and lick his lust off his flesh. The three of us smile at each other, drunk on hormones, giddy with excitement. I don't want to leave them, but they clearly have to get their show on the road.
"How are we supposed to go back to work after that?" Denise asks Dominik as we find the employee bathroom in back of the stockroom, washing away all evidence of the naughtiness we'd indulged in.
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