I settle back into the couch, spread wide, my cock standing up slick with Hope's saliva, and let my hands fall from their shoulders to their asses.
They don't need to be told. Dana tucks in on my left, Gina on my right, squeezed against the couch on either side of me, their bodies angled toward mine, their eyes fixed on my cock, staring at it like it's something holy and terrifying all at once. Hope stays put between my legs, waiting, her mouth already working over my balls, tongue curling around each one in turn, her cheeks hollowing with every suck. Good girl. I reach down and ruffle her hair, and she looks up at me, eyes bright, waiting for orders.
I lean toward Dana, my hands still on their asses, and nibble her ear. She shivers, turning to face me, her eyes meeting mine — wide, wet, hopeful. "Watch Hope. Then you do the same."
