>>22667859Dan unbuckled his belt, the sound echoing in the silent studio. His pants and boxers were pushed down, his erection springing free, hard and ready. He pushed Jennette to her knees, positioning himself at the edge of the table. "Suck it," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Jennette hesitated, her eyes wide with uncertainty. But a sharp, almost brutal tug on her hair from Dan made her obey. She took him into her mouth, her movements tentative and unwilling at first, but Dan's firm grip on her head guided her, setting a rough, demanding pace.
He looked at Miranda, a cruel, satisfied smile on his face. "Your turn."
Miranda hesitated, her eyes filled with a mix of reluctance and resignation. But she knelt beside Jennette, her hands joining Jennette's on Dan's shaft. Together, they stroked and sucked, their movements synchronized but reluctant, their eyes cast down in submission.
Dan's hands moved to Jennette's breasts, squeezing and kneading roughly through her bra, his fingers digging into her flesh. He could feel the pleasure building, his body tensing, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shuddering with release, his grip on Jennette's hair tightening as he held her in place, forcing her to take every last drop.
Dan pulled them up, his lips capturing Miranda's in a forceful, bruising kiss. He turned to Jennette, his tongue exploring her mouth, tasting himself on her lips. Dan looked at the two women, a satisfied and dominant smile on his face, his chest heaving with exertion. "That was fucking incredible," he said, his voice hoarse with passion and triumph.
Miranda and Jennette glanced back weakly, their eyes shining with a mix of satisfaction, submission, and a hint of relief.
Dan pulled them close, his arms wrapping around them, knowing this night would be etched in his memory forever, a testament to his power and dominance.
