Amara's chest heaved up and down like crazy, her massive tits rising and falling fast, still impaled balls-deep on Devon's throbbing cock.

Her pussy walls fluttered wild around his thick shaft, squeezing and pulsing like they owned him completely, creamy girl-cum dripping hot down his heavy balls and soaking the leather couch beneath them in warm, sticky puddles.

The air in the booth hung thick and heavy with the musky scent of sweat, sweet pussy juice, and fresh cum, everyone's eyes glued to her wrecked, blissful face glowing under the golden lights.

Julius sat frozen across from them, his face twisted hard in jealousy, the redhead still limp on his lap with his soft cock buried useless inside her. The silence stretched tight and electric, broken only by the wet drip-drip of Amara's arousal hitting the floor like naughty rain.

Then Amara locked her eyes straight on Devon's gray ones, a dirty, cock-drunk grin spreading slow across her cum-smeared purple lips.

She threw her head back, braids whipping through the humid, sex-soaked air, and let it rip—her voice exploding louder than ever before, screaming over the whole VIP lounge's moans like a pornstar hitting her peak.

"DEVON! YOU DO IT SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER THAN MY PATHETIC HUSBAND!" she wailed at the top of her lungs, the sound bouncing off the gold-trimmed walls, shocking every head in the booth to snap around.

Julius flinched hard, his cock shriveling soft inside the redhead like it heard the betrayal and gave up.

Amara bounced once on Devon's shaft for emphasis—her fat, juicy ass cheeks clapping loud and sharp against his thighs, sending a fresh wave of her thick pussy cream squirting out around his girth in hot, shiny splashes.

Her massive tits jiggled wild, diamond studs flashing like stars in the golden lights, nipples hard as rocks begging to be sucked.

"YOU'RE THE BEST DICK I'VE EVER HAD IN MY WHOLE LIFE, DEVON! YOUR HUGE COCK REACHES PLACES JULIUS CAN ONLY FUCKING DREAM ABOUT—DEEP IN MY WOMB, STRETCHING MY SLUT HOLE WIDE OPEN LIKE NO ONE ELSE! HIS TINY LITTLE PRICK NEVER TOUCHED THIS SPOT—YOU'RE A REAL MAN, BABY! FUCK, YOU OWN THIS PUSSY NOW—FOREVER!"

The words hit Julius like a gut punch, his face drained white then burned beet red, mouth flapping open and shut like a dying fish, no sound coming out at first.

"A-Amara… b-babe, what the actual fuck—" he finally stuttered, voice cracking high and weak, his dark eyes bulging with raw hurt and rage.

Sweat beaded hot on his forehead, trickling down his temple, his hands shaking bad as he gripped the redhead's hips, but she didn't even feel it, too lost in the show.

The humiliation sank deep, twisting his gut like a knife. his own wife, screaming to the world how his dick was a joke, right in front of him, the whole VIP lounge whispering and chuckling, pointing at his limp shame.

It was deliciously brutal, like watching a king get dethroned in slow motion.

The redhead on his lap?

She slid off him quick and slick, not even glancing at his limp cock flopping out wet and sad. She dropped to all fours, crawling slow across the sticky floor toward Devon, her perky ass swaying side to side like a tease, eyes locked hungry on his monster shaft buried deep in Amara's stretched pussy.

The scent of her own arousal mixed with Amara's as she knelt close, biting her plump lip seductive, voice a husky purr that dripped sex. "Me too… god, I need a taste of that beast right now."

Amara's eyes rolled back white as another orgasm wave crashed over her—different this time, slower and deeper, building like a massive tidal wave rolling in from the ocean, teasing every nerve with delicious promise.

It started low in her belly, a hot coil tightening slow, then exploded outward in long, rolling pulses that shook her whole curvy body like sweet earthquakes.

Her pussy clamped down on Devon's cock like a hot, velvet fist—rippling in deep, squeezing waves that milked him slow and torturous, inner walls massaging every thick vein with loving care.

"OHHH GOD—HERE IT COMES AGAIN! THIS DEEP ORGASM… IT'S ROLLING THROUGH MY WHOLE BODY SLOW AND SO GOOD!" she screamed, voice shaking with pure joy, her huge clit throbbing hard against his pubes like a heartbeat gone wild.

Her thick thighs quivered nonstop, toes curling so tight they cramped and tingled sweet, electric shocks firing up her spine to her tingling nipples, making them ache for touch.

"FUCK—MY PUSSY'S MELTING AROUND YOU! EVERY NERVE'S EXPLODING SLOW AND DEEP… I FEEL IT IN MY SOUL, DEVON! JULIUS NEVER MADE ME CUM LIKE THIS—HIS WEAK THRUSTS? NOTHING! YOU'RE RUINING ME FOREVER, BABY—OHHH YESSS, KEEP GOING!"

Tears of pure, shaking joy streamed down her flushed cheeks, her body trembling in long, endless tremors, braids sticking to her sweat-slick skin, lost in sweaty, moaning heaven as the orgasm dragged on forever, wave after rolling wave, leaving her giggling and gasping in bliss.

The redhead didn't waste a second.

She climbed up quick and hungry, swinging her leg over Amara's face with a needy whimper that made the air buzz.

"Eat my dripping pussy while he wrecks yours," she moaned, lowering her soaked, shaved slit right onto Amara's waiting mouth.

Amara dove in like a starving slut, her long tongue plunging deep into the redhead's tight, creamy hole, slurping loud and messy, sucking that swollen clit hard between her full lips with wet pops.

"Mmmph—yes, fuck yes!" the redhead gasped, grinding down slow, her juices smearing hot across Amara's chin and cheeks, mixing with the dried cum there into a shiny, tasty mess.

Devon grinned wicked and evil, his eyes flashing at Julius as he grabbed Amara's wide hips tight, fingers digging into her soft, warm flesh like he owned it.

Time for more raw fucking—doggy style, nasty and animal, the kind that makes hearts race.

He pulled out slow and teasing, his thick cock popping free with a wet, sucking sound that echoed naughty, long strings of thick cream stretching between her gaping pussy lips and his shiny shaft like sticky webs.

The cool air hit his hot skin, making him throb harder, veins pulsing inviting.

He flipped Amara onto all fours quick and rough, her fat ass thrusting up high, cheeks spreading wide to show her wrecked, pink hole, still twitching and leaking like it begged for more.

The redhead stayed planted firm, her ass hovering right over Amara's face.

Devon lined up his monster cock and slammed back in—balls-deep in one brutal thrust, filling her completely with a delicious stretch.

"Take every inch, slut!" he growled low, his voice rough gravel that sent shivers down spines, then started pounding her hard and deep, his hips snapping forward over and over, making her whole curvy body jolt forward into the redhead's pussy with juicy rhythm.

The redhead leaned down low and dirty, worshipping Devon's heavy, cum-soaked balls—sucking one fat nut into her hot mouth all sloppy and wet, rolling it around with her tongue, humming deep vibrations that buzzed straight up his shaft like electric honey.

"Mmm, these balls are so full and heavy—gonna make you explode," she moaned around it, spit dripping down in shiny trails, switching to the other nut and sucking hard till it popped out shiny and slick.

Her tongue licked up his sweaty taint slow and nasty, flicking his tight asshole quick with a teasing swirl before diving back to slobber both balls at once, her hands stroking the base of his slick shaft loving.

Amara ate the redhead out wild below—tongue fucking deep and fast into her gushing cunt, fingers spreading those perky cheeks wide to rim her puckered asshole too, slurping everything loud and greedy with happy hums.

The booth turned into a steaming, filthy sandwich of sex. Devon's cock owning Amara's pussy with deep, stretching thrusts that made her moan into the redhead.

Amara devouring the redhead's dripping holes. The air reeked thick and intoxicating cum, sweet pussy juice, hot sweat, all mixing into a heady fog that made heads spin and cocks throb harder.

Julius lost it completely, his face twisted ugly red, veins bulging in his neck like ropes, fists clenched white-knuckled on the couch arms till the leather creaked.

"AMARA!" he yelled loud, voice cracking with pure fury, spit flying from his lips in hot flecks. No answer just Amara's muffled, moaning slurps into the redhead's pussy, her hips bucking back to meet Devon's thrusts with eager slaps.

"AMARA, STOP THIS BULLSHIT RIGHT NOW!" he barked again, jumping to his feet, his soft cock flopping sad and limp between his legs like a defeated worm.

She finally pulled her mouth off for a gasping second, pussy juice shining on her chin like gloss.

"OH FUCK— I'M CUMMING SO HARD, JULIUS! DEVON'S HUGE DICK IS MAKING ME EXPLODE!" Then she slammed her lips back on the redhead's clit, sucking harder, tongue swirling wild.

But she didn't cum, Devon edged her cruel, slowing his deep thrusts to shallow teases, keeping her pussy twitching on the brink, desperate and whining like a needy kitten.

Devon sneered right at Julius, pounding deeper and harder to rub it in—his balls smacking wet against Amara's clit with every slam, the sound like naughty music.

Amara lost all control, spitting out mocking screams she'd never say on a normal day, her voice booming loud for the whole lounge to hear and laugh along.

"DEVON'S COCK IS MY FUCKING GOD, JULIUS! YOUR TINY DICK'S A PATHETIC JOKE—WATCH A REAL MAN BREAK MY SLUT PUSSY! I LOVE THIS MONSTER STRETCHING ME WIDE—YOU COULD NEVER MAKE ME SCREAM LIKE THIS, YOU WEAK BITCH! HAHA, LOOK AT YOU SHRIVELING UP—DEVON OWNS ME NOW, AND IT FEELS SO DAMN GOOD!"

The humiliation crushed Julius. his shoulders slumped low, eyes glassy with shame, the VIP crowd whispering and chuckling behind him, pointing at his limp dick, some even snapping pics with sly grins. It was peak embarrassment, hot and fun to watch unfold.

Julius couldn't take one more second. "Fuck this shit!" he roared, voice breaking into a sob that cracked the air, storming toward the velvet curtain, shoulders hunched like a beaten dog, face burning with hot tears of rage streaming down.

Amara heard the footsteps, pulled off the redhead's pussy gasping and moaning with a laugh. "JULIUS, STAY! OH GOD—STAY AND WATCH YOUR WIFE!"

But it came out pure mockery, half-scream, half-laughing taunt, so deep in Devon's pounding cock she didn't even mean to stop him, her words dripping with fun cruelty.

"FUCK, DEVON—DON'T STOP, YOUR DICK'S SO MUCH BETTER ANYWAY! HAHA, BYE-BYE, LOSER—GO CRY SOMEWHERE ELSE!"

Julius shoved through the curtain without looking back, the slam echoing like a gunshot, leaving the booth buzzing with excited whispers.

Devon's cock throbbed rock-hard inside her right then, veins pulsing fat against her spasming walls, just as Julius's shadow vanished.

Amara felt every delicious twitch, her eyes lighting up wild with glee.

She screamed loud enough to shake the whole VIP space, voice raw and desperate, making everyone cheer.

"CUM IN MY PUSSY, DEVON! BREED ME DEEP RIGHT NOW— I DON'T CARE WHO FUCKING HEARS! FILL YOUR SLUT WIFE'S WOMB WITH YOUR HOT LOAD—MAKE ME DRIP FOR DAYS, BABY!"

Devon roared deep in his chest, slamming balls-deep one final time, erupting thick, heavy ropes of hot cum straight into her core, flooding her womb full and overflowing in creamy bliss.

Amara exploded with him—her pussy convulsing wild, squirting hot arcs everywhere in shaking, giggling heaven.

He pulled out slow, thick white cum pouring from her gaping pussy in creamy rivers, pooling warm on the floor like a sexy trophy.

Devon sank back heavy into the couch, chest heaving, sweat glistening on his chiseled abs like sexy dew, cock slick and spent but still twitching inviting.

The redhead dove right in greedy, worshipping his balls again, sucking them clean with sloppy slurps that tickled good, then licking every sticky drop of cum residue off his softening shaft slow and loving, her tongue tracing every vein like a treasure map. "Mmm, tastes like pure heaven mixed with her pussy—so yummy," she purred, eyes worshipful and sparkling.

Then cutting through all the steamy chaos like a cool breeze—a new woman stepped forward calm and sharp.

Amid the writhing nudity and cum-soaked fucking, she stood out like a queen: dressed crisp in a black suit hugging her killer curves, pants tailored perfect, heels clicking steady on the sticky floor.

Behind her loomed a huge bodyguard, arms crossed like tree trunks, eyes scanning cold.

She ignored the redhead slurping Devon's cock, ignored the cum puddles and moans. Walked right up and sat in the chair across from him, legs crossing smooth and cool, her perfume, sharp jasmine—cutting the sex stink like fresh air.

"Dr Devon," she said, voice smooth as silk but commanding, dark eyes locking straight into his gray ones with a knowing smile.

"I'm Victoria Lang. B2 member of the Velvet Circle. And I've found out exactly who was behind the assassination attempt on your life."

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