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Rose studied his prick, and as she did, the purple cockhead began leaking hot globs of precum. Rose quickly knelt between Kon’s knees and dropped her face into his lap, her hot breath preceding her. Her little pink tongue parted her lips and then lapped his cock from base to head, licking up first the sweat from his balls and then the precum gathering on his glans.

Kon flinched and gasped. “Ho shit, you’re licking my prick! Jennifer Aniston is licking my prick!”

Rose examined him curiously. “I don’t know who that is, but think of whoever you want, if it keeps you from going off. Just try not to think of dudes. You’ll give yourself a complex and next thing you know, you’re a metrosexual.”

“No, I—forget her, I’m just thinking of you,” Kon assured her blissfully. “Just you.”

***

Casey pouted, pretty sure that this had all started with her… sure, she’d just been taking pity on Kon then, not realizing how muscular he was and how big a cock he had and that his name wasn’t really Kenny, but shit, it was still her idea!

She should be getting first crack at Kon, not some washed-up old stripper, just because she’d been able to win the lottery and pay for however much Botox it took to still look that good when she was, like, thirty or something…

***

Kon really settled in now, laying back in his seat and watching avidly as Jennifer fucking Aniston licked his cock. Her wet tongue swirled all around his throbbing shaft, as if trying to paint its silky wetness over his blue veins, but only buried them in saliva. Rose worked her way slowly up his length until her tongue was washing over the trickling slot of his glanshole.

“Ahhh, Christ, yeah, Rose!” Kon moaned. “Lick my cock all over! Yeah, work that dick like a stripper pole!”

Rose flicked a glance his way, as if to say that she liked blowing him, but she expected him to watch his mouth. Kon promptly shut up. If Rose liked lapping up his salty precum from all over his prick, he wouldn’t do anything to ruin her fun.

Rose’s tongue cleaned his big purple cockhead, then her lips closed on his glans and sucked more delicious precum from inside his cock. When there was no more to be had—or not enough to satisfy Rose’s greedy hunger—she ran her lips back down his rock-hard erection to send her tongue into the bristly black hair covering his balls.

“AHHHHH, SHIT!” Kon gasped, unable to hold in his appreciation of Rose’s efforts. Luckily, she didn’t seem to mind how vocal he was—grinning before she got another taste of his sodden manhood.

Her tongue was fiery hot, scorching his tender balls, but he moaned with how good it felt as she traced every wrinkle of his ball-bag. Wiggling her tongue into the humid space under his nuts. She expertly lashed his swollen bag, plastering his wiry hairs against his leathery sac. When they were wet, glistening with her saliva, she went back up his towering prick, eager to sample the precum she’d forced from him.

There was plenty of it and Rose greedily helped herself, feasting with suctioning lips, relishing having it cover her tongue, then finally swallowing… purring as the wet heat ran down her throat and settled at the core of her.

Kon felt his own excitement mirrored in hers. He was panting and moaning, struggling not to come right in her face.

Rose licked her lips. He was ready to give her a mouthful of delicious cum. If she wanted it, she had better get that bloated knob in her mouth, right now.

“All that licking was just the start,” Rose explained, seeking to placate Kon before she actually got him off. “Now let’s see if you can take being sucked off. Don’t worry about coming in my mouth, this is just for practice. Come all you want.”

“Yeah, Kon,” Casey said, cutting in front of Rose. “Come all you want.”

And she popped his helmet into her hungry mouth and slurped as hard as she could, drawing more of his rigid shaft between her lips than she could possibly have room for. Before he threw his head back and moaned happily, Kon saw her graceful, bird-like throat bulge with what she’d forced down in.

Then Casey drew in her cheeks and lifted her tongue, nestling Kon’s dick in pure juicy pleasure. As she began to suck, sharp flickers of ecstasy rippled out into Kon’s body, making his abs and quads flex so hard that his jeans frayed and his T-shirt rode up over his six-pack.

***

Rose marveled at how built he was. It was enough to make her forget that Casey had just stolen Kon’s prick from her—almost. But those abs—like paint rollers—and she wasn’t even sure she could take that cock.

Casey was gurgling and sputtering so much, she just had to be choking. She’d probably retreat at any moment. And in the meantime…

Rose lowered her head, kissing each of Kon’s six, eight abs. Running her hands up his body to grope his broad pectorals. Scraping her teeth over the dewily haired skin that encased those rock-hard muscles.

“You—also—” she said between kisses and very much between thoughts, since those were few and far between for her. “have to—watch out—for Melissa—feeling you up—while she’s—sucking you—that can really—get you off—if you’re not—careful—!”

“FUCK YEAH!” Kon yelled, though Casey doubted he was responding to Rose’s advice.

She would’ve chuckled if her mouth wasn’t so full of dick that it would’ve made the sound indecipherable. Rose might as well not even been there, as far as Kon was concerned. He groaned and growled, responding entirely to suck after suck Casey made on his hugely engorged cock.

Big bubbles of precum frothed onto her tongue and she stirred the strong, salty taste with her tongue before sucking it all down her throat. Kon’s cock was wonderful in her mouth: satin-smooth, rock-hard, and throbbing like a subwoofer with the volume at the far end of the dial. Casey’s head bobbed up and down briskly, determined not to reject anything Kon would feed her.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, enjoying feeling him spike deeper and deeper into her throat, impaling her gullet and testing her gag reflex further. As far as she went on his cock, there always seemed to be more. Precum and girthy inches competed to see which would fill her first.

***

Rose watched, lustily impressed. She wasn’t a hooker, but she had always liked to party—strippers got to go to all sorts of interesting places and what rained down from player’s hands wasn’t always as entertaining as what formed little lines on a mirror or what came out of an unzipped fly.

So she knew what it took to swallow a cock like that and Casey wasn’t coming up short. She might be permanently rearranging her throat, but she was also laying down a challenge. Asking if her fake mother could possibly give a blowjob that good.

***

Kon’s eyes rolled back in his head. Casey’s mouth was deliciously juicy around his tremendously swollen endowment. It felt amazing, but it was hellish work to stop himself from coming. His balls were throbbing, a tauntingly pained pleasure in them as his cum ached to be free. He was ready to explode, ready to burst open like castle gates being hit with a battering ram every time Casey plunged her insatiable mouth down his erection.

Her little pink lips seemed enormously stretched by Kon’s bloated length, but Casey hardly seemed to mind. She worked that cherry mouth down his dick, leaving it gleaming with an endlessly refreshed layer of saliva. Every time another dollop of precum emerged from a groaning Kon, Casey simply sighed and slurped greedily, making that salty sweetness disappear into her gulping throat. She acted like she was starving and her favorite food was in her mouth right now.

Kon gritted his teeth and tried to hang on, not wanting those incredible lips to ever come off his prick. He’d gotten unfathomably lucky in swinging a blowjob from Emma Roberts and he wasn’t about to let it end.

But he had to think of the greater good. And he knew nerds like Tim meant that about things like not letting Gotham blow up, but in this case…

“Shit, Emma, I mean, Casey, I just remembered, I didn’t actually wash my cock today. How about you give me a few minutes for a hobo bath and then you can go right back to sucking it? Besides, I’m about to come in your mouth anyway…”

Casey let his prick out of her mouth, but only to say “Go ahead, Kon. Come. You think I put your dick in my gob because I don’t want what comes out of it?”