Maisie
My lips parted, my breaths turning to hiccups in my chest. The tray in my grasp shook as the man paid her no head, changing the rhythm of his tongue to deep plunges as the second rounded the harness, gathering the warmth of her running down her thighs with his middle finger and pushed it into her back door.
"Maisie," I heard Charlene's quiet 'psst', but I was far away, too far away to hear her as the woman's head fell back on a silent scream, her body jerking to match the motion.
The first sucked on her toes, and she was gasping, stuttering the words, please. Please. Until her words were unintelligible.
And when she came suddenly with a startled shout, the third between her legs rose, fisting his cock, and I found that my breath was held, my heartbeat erratic, as he nudged against her and slammed home without warning.
Multiple groans and moans erupted from different sides of the hall.
