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I still had a raging boner as I pulled into the driveway to drop Penny. We had pulled inside the city borders before she could finish the job she started, forcing herself to rise the suspicious glances of the observers. I had to admit that it was a pointless gesture, especially since wearing a tight tank top without a bra while sitting on the passenger seat of a convertible already enabled a bunch of assumptions on any observer. Having her head buried on my lap wouldn’t have changed a lot, with the added benefit of hiding her face. Still, when she stopped giving me a blowjob once she started hearing the other cars, I didn’t push her for it. 

It was a pity that I was too busy to leverage the empty house that was waiting for us, but I needed to process the photos I took to make sure they were up to the task. 

“We’re here,” I said, but even as I said so, I noticed a movement on the second floor of the house. It was a familiar redheaded figure, peeking through a parted curtain. Madison, I realized with a smirk. Someone was skipping school. 

Our eyes met as Penny tried to step out of the car, prepared to dash inside before the neighbors saw her. Pointless considering the driveway was reasonably concealed with the high fences and the trees, but the way she was dressed was not something she could handle. 

Not without my intervention, of course. 

“What’s the hurry,” I said even as I grabbed her waist, preventing her hasty retreat. I might have to be too busy to follow her into the house —knowing that leaving the place with all the temptations would have been too hard— but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to play with her for a bit before her departure, especially with Madison watching. 

“Going to the house,” she answered, but her voice lacked the conviction, turning it into a question. 

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked her, with a suggestive smile on my face. 

“Am I?” she answered with a trembling tone, even as a blush climbed up her neck. She might not be the brightest bulb, but that didn’t mean that she missed the playful undertone in my voice, especially after all the stuff we had done outside. 

I let the silence linger for a moment, just to drive the impression deeper, before speaking. “You’re a bit absentminded today. You need to give back the clothes you borrowed, of course.”

“Right,” she said with a relaxed giggle. “Just wait a minute, I’ll be back immediately.” 

She tried to leave the car, only to be stopped by my grip once more. “I’m afraid not. I’m in a hurry, so we don’t have time for you to go back into the house.” 

“But-” she started, only to be interrupted by my finger pressing against her pouty lips, lips that were wrapped around my girth just moments ago. 

“We don’t have time,” I repeated even as I pressed my other hand to her stomach before pushing upward with torturous slowness, contrasting my words greatly. Her eyes widened as she realized what I had been really asking for. She tried to speak, only to be interrupted by my finger again. “Hurry up, sweetheart, or I punish you.” 

“I - I understand,” she stammered, unable to meet my gaze. I chuckled as she reached for the button of her tiny jean shorts, a good call considering it would have been harder for a passerby to see. Of course, that didn’t apply to Madison, who was watching us, wide-eyed. Understandable, as dressing slutty was one thing, getting completely naked in a driveway was something else. 

“Can’t I keep the shirt,” Penny murmured as her shorts slid down her beautiful legs. “I’m afraid.” 

“Hmm… I might agree to that, but only if you agree to pose for a private session of mine, no questions asked.” 

“Okay,” she said immediately even as she hugged me in relief. Not one to miss such an opportunity, I wrapped one of my arms around her waist to keep her in place, while reached to her bottom with the free one, slipping two fingers into her entrance. “Ah-” she started, only for her words to fall wayside when I started fingering her rapidly, replaced by a moan. Penny buried her head to the nape of my neck, trying to suppress her moans, while I turned my attention above, responding to Madison’s shocked expression with a smirk. 

A gasp escaped Penny’s mouth as I pushed back to her seat, using the better angle to pick up speed, and adding my thumb to the deal. “That’s too much,” she gasped even as I pushed her toward another climax. “Please, stop,” she moaned. 

“Not unless you finish what you started,” I reminded her even as I freed my cock once more, already erect. “It’s a punishment for not finishing your task,” I reminded her.

“Here,” she asked, but when I nodded, she obediently leaned forward, angling her body so that I didn’t need to remove my fingers from her entrance. I pushed the other hand through her beautiful blonde hair, and forced her to deepthroat my shaft, closing my eyes to fully enjoy the sensation, her gags like a lullaby to my ears. 

Even as I tested the elasticity of Penny’s throat, I didn’t neglect to pay attention to Madison. When she raised her phone, I shook my head warningly. Luckily, she followed my request, proving that my hold on her was a dash stronger than I presumed. Feeling playful, I gestured to her shirt, only for her to have a mischievous smile on her face. Still, didn’t waste much time before unbuttoning it, revealing the sexy bra underneath. 

I pushed myself deeper into Penny’s throat while Madison’s hands disappeared below the window, hiding her actions from my sight, though with the way her body shook subtly, what she had been doing was obvious. Not that it surprised me. She was far too horny to miss such a prime material to enjoy herself. 

Madison had a vindictive smile on her face even as she enjoyed the scene. Entertaining, but not surprising. It had been a while since I spent any time with Madison, but she seemed like a gal who would enjoy watching me playing with Penny, especially if I read their relationship correctly. The vindictive glee Penny had displayed when she busted us when we were playing an entertaining game of spin-the-bottle didn’t suggest an amicable interaction.

I had a feeling that a tied-down Penny and Madison with a paddle in her hand would be a scene to remember. 

Watching the redhead that peeked up from the second floor to play with herself was fun, but unfortunately for her, not as fun as enjoying an aggressive deepthroat from a busty blonde who had already experienced a few too many orgasms in the last couple of hours to think straight. Despite the promise I had made, I grabbed the back of her shirt and tugged hard. The fragile fabric failed to resist my pull, ripping with an impressive sound, leaving her completely naked. 

Penny tried to rise, only to fail spectacularly due to my tight grip. “Continue,” I ordered even as I pulled my hand from her entrance for a brief detour on her naked breasts, squeezing her nipples while pushing her head down, steadily climbing toward a climax. Madison finally pulled down her bra —after making sure the road was empty— to flash me with her perky tits, it managed to dwindle the remaining distance into nothing, and I exploded into Penny’s beautiful mouth once again. 

“You promised,” she gasped as she wrapped one of her arms around her chest, which barely covered anything with her impressive size, using the other to balance herself as she coughed. 

“Well, you were supposed to do it on your own, but I had to help,” I commented. Which was ridiculous as far as counter-arguments were concerned, but Penny was not in a position to make a point of it. “Don’t worry, I’m going to give you something from the trunk,” I said, but made no move to stand up. 

“Hurry up,” she begged. 

“Not before you finish, sweetie,” I answered. “Give me a show.” Her eyes widened in shock, which wasn’t helped when I raised my camera once more to take her pictures. 

“Please,” she begged, but her plea might have been more effective if I hadn’t noticed the thick layer of arousal coloring her tone. She might be inexperienced before today, but under my tutelage, she was discovering the secrets of her body, which was making the situation rather delicious. Even more importantly, even as she begged, her fingers slipped inside her pussy, ramming inside with a speed that could only come from arousal. 

“Much better,” I commented even as I took a photo, enjoying the sight of her leaning back as much as possible, which enhanced the view. “However, don’t neglect your beautiful tits,” I reminded her, and her fingers sink into the firm vastness of her bosom. I felt a bit disappointed that I didn’t have any toys with me, as I would have loved the sight of her trying to devour a full-sized mimicry while posing for me. 

“I just want this to end quickly,” she commented in a surprising fervor that didn’t exactly fit her personality, but I let it slide, especially since her enjoyment was clear. After the number of times I pushed her out of her comfort zone today, it was only to be expected. I was tempted to order her to stop, just to extend her sweet torture a bit more, but I had already pushed her enough today, and I was afraid of overwhelming her. 

“Then, be faster,” I recommended her even as leaned forward, taking a few close-up shots of her beautiful face, jumping between arousal and frustration. She growled in frustration, but that didn’t prevent her from following the advice, and quickening the dance of her fingers. “Glad to see you’re enjoying yourself,” I commented, earning another growly, one that turned into a desperate gasp as she climaxed a moment later, shivering desperately on my leather seat, tempting me for more. 

Pity that I had to work. 

With a sigh, I stepped out of the car and moved to the trunk to give her the clothes I promised. Meanwhile, Madison was still at the window, furiously fingering herself, clearly edging an explosion herself. I gestured her to be careful, as Penny was moving around, and she might notice Madison’s presence. Madison followed my suggestion, but only after raising her glistening finger to her lips and made a show of sucking them. 

I pulled a small bag and put several sets of underwear and a couple of sexy clothes on it, before pulling a beautiful red bikini top. It was a skimpy thing that would look sexy even on someone with more normal proportions, and on Penny, I expected it to look downright obscene. “Here,” I said as I passed it to Penny, who had just finished putting her jean shorts back on. 

She said nothing as she raised the bikini top against her chest, only to see it barely covered anything. Still, barely was leagues better than nothing, so she didn’t complain but quickly put it on. 

I also passed the bag to her. “These are the clothes the company didn’t want back,” I explained. “It’s a nice perk of modeling.” 

“Thanks,” she murmured, only to blush furiously as she opened the bag and checked its contents. 

“I want you to send me selfies with every single one of them,” I commented. “To make you comfortable trying clothes,” I explained. She looked at me suspiciously, but still nodded. Then she stepped out of the car, an expression of realization blooming on her face, like she had just woken up from a dream. The reality of the situation hit her hard, leaving her a blushing mess. I could have pushed for more, but unfortunately, I actually had work to do. Instead, I watched as she mumbled a hurried farewell before dashing inside, her tits jumping impressively with each large step, the support of her bikini top negligible. 

As I drove away, I was already planning for the next session, considering the relative merits of having a joint-session with Nicole…