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Arthur watched Robin clean up his aftermath. He couldn't help but enjoy the sight, even as his heart sat heavy from watching Amy get fucked. It was still a delightful sight.
His gaze panned over Amy as Leon's cum oozed out of her. She lay flat on the desk, looking broken and half conscious, her eyes droopy, her chest rising and falling over and over.
Leon walked to the side of Amy, his cock still hard and tall, and placed it by her face.
"You too. You too, clean. You can't be done already. We still got a long night in front of us," Leon said, taking his cock and slapping Amy across the face.
Smack smack.
The sound jolted Amy's eyes open. She weakly rolled over, her hand reaching up to grab Leon's huge cock, her fingers unable to even go around his full size as she opened her mouth and slowly licked his cum covered cock, making sure to attentively clean it up.
All the while his cum still oozed out of her pussy, soaking into her bunny suit, making her look like a bunny who had just been impregnated.
The sound of both women cleaning up could be heard in the room as Amy and Robin finished cleaning each man.
Slurp, slurp. Sluck, sluck.
The sounds echoed. As time quickly passed, Robin finished first. There was just less meat to work with. And with a satisfying pop, Arthur was left spotless.
"Delicious, Arthur. I had forgotten how sweet your semen is. Too bad you can't release as much as Leon can." Robin looked over her shoulder at Amy. "Look at her. She's still enjoying such a delectable meal."
The lady in question could be seen wrapping her tongue around Leon's cock, going up and down skillfully as she tried to thoroughly clean up the mess, both hands holding his shaft so she could get a better grip. Her small tongue ran up and down his huge throbbing cock as she tried her hardest to clean it.
It looked especially demeaning to Arthur, with Leon's hand buried in Amy's hair, rubbing through it, as if he were treating Amy like a maid forced to clean up his mess.
But slowly and surely, Amy finally cleaned up Leon, his cock now sparkling clean with not a drop of cum left on it.
Amy gave a little smooch to the top, then leaned back and smiled, happy at the job she'd done.
Amy sat back on her heels, her lips parting from the tip with a soft chu, and a pleased, dreamy look settled on her face as she smiled like a girl waiting to be told she'd done a good job.
Leon's hand was still buried in her hair. He patted the back of her head, the way you'd reward a pet that had performed well.
Robin stood off to the side, hands clasped together, watching the two of them.
"Go on, Leon. I know you're not tired yet. Especially that guy who still seems raring to go." She tipped her head toward his cock which was standing tall. "And don't you worry about what he wants. I'll take care of him." Robin turns to Arthur smiling.
She settled back against the edge of the desk beside Arthur, close enough that her hip pressed against his shoulder, and reached over to take his chin in her fingers, turning his face toward the pair of them. "Go on, boy. The lad needs to see it from every angle. He's got a great deal to learn tonight."
Leon nodded at her words.
He grabbed Amy by the undersides of her arms and pulled her up. She yelped, not expecting to be hauled off her knees, her legs unsteady beneath her as he set her on her feet in front of him. Then he turned her, spinning her small body around until her ass faced him, and pushed her gently down toward the desk so she had to catch herself on her hands bent over now, facing Arthur, her flushed face and swaying breasts on full display.
Leon settled himself behind her.
The contrast between them was stark. His broad frame swallowed her small one whole, his hands nearly spanning her hips, his cock standing tall against the curve of her bared ass so much of him against so little of her.
Amy looked up. Her eyes, glassy and half-lidded, found Arthur's across the desk.
'...'
And just as arranged, Leon took hold of his shaft, lined up, and drove it all the way in a single thrust.
"Ugh—!"
Amy moaned instantly, the breath knocked clean out of her as Leon started to fuck her from behind.
Her whole body rippled from the force of it. Her small breasts swayed beneath her, her head dropped, her hands skidded flat against the desk, her ass kept high and sticking up as he pounded into her from the back. The little white tail of the plug sat just above where they joined, the tuft smacking and trembling against Leon with every thrust, the bunny ears atop her head bobbing up and down with each sway of her body.
slap, slap, slap
She looked like a bunny girl being bred by a ravaged relentless man with a barbaric appetite, driving deep into her over and over.
Through the Mark, every spike of Amy's pleasure poured up the channel and into Arthur, steady and bright, filling his chest with a warmth his blank face gave no sign of. He sat there and let it come, eyes on the pair of them, banking all of it.
And all the while, Robin watched too.
Her body swayed faintly back and forth where she stood beside him, the mere sight of it clearly stoking something in her, her breath gone quick and thick. Not one to be left out, she reached up and tore the buttons of her blouse open, her breasts spilling free.
"Suck on them, Arthur." She guided them toward his face, breathless now, her warmth gone heavy with want. "This is getting me all worked up, child."
She stayed off to his side as she said it carefully, even now, to keep his sightline clear on Leon and Amy.
Taking a firm hold of Robin's breast, Arthur cupped it up into his mouth, taking a mouthful of the soft flesh and sucking on her puffing nipple all while he kept his eyes open and watched.
Across the desk, Leon held tight to Amy's petite ass, fingers sunk into the cheeks, using his grip to drag her back onto him and viciously attack her insides, his shaft driving in and out, relentless.
slap, slap, slap
Robin shuddered above him, a low hum slipping out of her at the pull of his mouth, one hand coming up to cradle the back of his head and hold him there.
"Mm — good boy." Her voice had gone soft and uneven, her eyes never leaving the pair across the room. "That's it. Keep watching them, child. Keep watching while you suck."
Arthur did.
He worked her nipple between his lips, banked the essence pouring up the Mark from Amy, and kept his gaze fixed on Leon ruining the girl over the desk three things at once, his face giving away none of them.
And with Amy really getting into it, she started throwing her ass back at Leon, slamming herself onto him to meet every thrust, making each hit land even harder than before.
slap, slap, slap
Leon grunted, then grabbed her by the arms — both of them — and hauled her upright off the desk, pulling her back flush against his chest. Her spine arched, her small frame stretched taut, held up by nothing but his grip and the cock buried inside her.
It put everything on display.
The bulge in her stomach showed plain now, rising and falling against her flat belly each time he drove up into her, the shape of him pushing visibly against the skin from the inside. Her breasts bounced free, her bunny ears swayed, her tail tuft trembled below where they joined.
And Leon used her like that — like a toy, hands clamped on her arms for leverage, yanking her down onto him as he thrust up, fucking her on his cock with no care for anything but his own pace.
"AH— AH— AH—"
Amy's screams jolted out of her on every impact, her eyes rolling, her body limp and pliant in his hands except where it clenched tight around him.
Across the room Arthur kept his mouth on Robin and his eyes on the bulge.
'...'