Read Novel Full Chapter 816: Sarah’s Police Uniform
Chapter 816: Sarah’s Police Uniform
Marina’s fingers suddenly wrapped around my throbbing cock, her grip tight and possessive, her nails dragging lightly over the sensitive underside. "Mmm, Jack..." she purred, her lips brushing my ear as she stroked me with agonizing slowness.
"This beautiful cock doesn’t belong in her filthy little cunt... not yet." Her thumb swiped over the pre-cum glistening at my tip, smearing it in slow circles. "She hasn’t earned it."
Sarah let out a whimper, her thighs pressing together as if she could somehow stop the ache between them.
But Marina wasn’t done. With a sharp yank, she shoved Sarah aside, sending her stumbling to the side, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. "Stay there, slut," Marina commanded, her voice dripping with disdain. "You’ll get yours... when we’re done with you."
She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, her voice a dark, velvety tease: "I’ve been fantasizing, Jack... about bending her over in that tight little police uniform of hers. Ripping those buttons open, one by fucking one, until that hairy cunt of hers is on full display." Her fingers tightened around my shaft, stroking me with deliberate slowness.
"Imagine it—her struggling in those handcuffs, her whimpering as I make her watch you fuck me first." She let out a low, throaty laugh. "She’d hate it... and she’d love it."
Sarah’s face burned crimson, her fingers twisting together, but Marina didn’t give her time to respond.
In one fluid motion, she let her own clothes drop to the floor, revealing her naked, flawless body. Her skin was smooth, her curves sinful, and her hands immediately went to her own perked nipples, pinching and rolling them between her fingers.
A soft, needy moan escaped her lips as she arched her back, her eyes locked onto mine. "Mmm... I’ve been waiting for this," she purred, her voice thick with desire. "Ever since you disturbed us last time."
I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed Marina by the nape of her neck and crushed my lips to hers, biting her lower lip hard enough to draw a gasp. She melted into me, her body pressing against mine, her fingers tangling in my hair.
Breaking the kiss just long enough to taunt Sarah, she lifted her arms, exposing her clean-shaven armpits—smooth, flawless, a stark contrast to Sarah’s unruly curls. \
"Look," she said, her voice a husky tease as she turned slightly, giving Sarah a full view.
"Clean. Neat. Unlike some people." Her hand slid down her stomach, her fingers teasing the bare, shaved lips of her pussy. "No jungle here, Sarah. Just skin. Smooth. Ready."
Sarah’s breath hitched, her eyes wide as she watched Marina’s fingers circle her own glistening clit, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate motions. "Do you like what you see, Sarah?" Marina taunted, her voice dripping with mockery.
"Do you wish you were this prepared for him?"
I growled, my cock throbbing painfully as Marina’s fingers wrapped around me again, her grip tight and teasing, stroking me with agonizing slowness. "Get on your fucking knees," I snarled at Sarah, my voice rough with unbridled lust. "Watch how a real woman takes what she wants."
Sarah’s legs trembled violently, but she obeyed, sinking to her knees with a whimper, her eyes locked on Marina’s fingers as they circled her own clit, her body moving with confident, unashamed perfection.
The sight of Marina—naked, glistening, and in complete control—made Sarah’s breath hitch, her fingers twitching at her sides, desperate to touch herself but too ashamed to move.
I grabbed Marina’s arms, lifting them above her head, exposing her smooth, shaven armpits. I leaned in, my tongue dragging slowly up the sensitive skin, tasting the faint saltiness of her sweat.
Marina shivered violently, a tremor running through her body as she let out a broken moan. "F-fuck, Jack—!" Her voice was thick with need, her hips arching toward me as I licked and nipped at her delicate flesh, making her whimper.
I trailed my lips down, kissing her navel before dipping lower, my breath hot against her soaked pussy.
Marina’s moans grew louder, her fingers tangling in my hair as I teased her, my tongue flicking just above her clit, never quite touching where she ached the most. "Mmm—please—" she gasped, her thighs trembling as she tried to grind against my mouth.
I lifted her leg, draping it over my shoulder, spreading her open to reveal her dripping, glistening pussy in all its obscene perfection.
The fragrance of her arousal hit me like a wave—musky, sweet, intoxicating. I inhaled deeply, my lips hovering just above her swollen lips, my breath making her shudder. "You pussy smells horny," I growled, before diving in, my tongue plunging deep into her soaked entrance.
"AAAAAAAAAH—FUCK!" Marina screamed, her back arching off the bed as I sucked hard, my lips sealing around her clit, my tongue flicking and swirling with relentless precision.
"Hmm—aaaaaaah—! Oh god—!" Her fingers clawed at my scalp, her moans filling the room, desperate and unfiltered.
Sarah whimpered from her place on the floor, her thighs pressed together, her own pussy throbbing as she watched Marina fall apart under my mouth.
"P-please—" she begged, her voice cracking, her hand finally slipping between her legs, her fingers rubbing frantically at her hairy, soaked folds.
I pulled back, my lips glistening with Marina’s arousal, my voice a dark growl. "You want this, Sarah?" I taunted, my fingers sliding inside Marina, making her gasp. "You want to know what it feels like to have a man worship you like this?"
Marina laughed breathlessly, her hips rolling against my hand. "She wishes," she panted, her eyes locking onto Sarah’s.
"But she doesn’t deserve it... not yet." She reached down, her fingers grabbing Sarah’s hair, yanking her closer. "You’ll watch," she hissed. "And you’ll learn."
And with that, I drove my fingers deeper into Marina, curling them with ruthless precision until I found that sensitive, swollen spot deep inside her. Her back arched violently, her walls clenching around my fingers like a vice, her scream tearing through the room. "FUCK—JACK—! I’M—I’M—CUMMING—!" Her voice was raw, desperate, her body trembling on the edge of release.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
With a sadistic smirk, I pulled my fingers out of her dripping pussy, leaving her gasping, her orgasm hanging just out of reach.
"No," I growled, my voice dark and commanding. "You don’t get to cum yet."
Marina’s eyes flew open, her face twisting in frustration and need. "W-what—? No!" She bucked her hips, trying to chase the pleasure, but I stepped back, my fingers glistening with her arousal.
"You heard me," I said, my voice cold and unyielding. I reached down, my thumb flicking her swollen clit once—hard—before pinching it between my fingers.