13 Sienna Khan Kneels

Sienna Khan had avoided dealing with Lee Zoone personally, for the simple reason that he represented exactly the sort of element that the White Fang had, but needed to keep under control. He was violent and untamed - a useful tool, but only if one was willing to accept violence being used as a bludgeon. There were times that was best: she certainly couldn't deny his ability to complete his missions, alongside that crazed human woman of his. But it also meant he was an unstable factor, only useful when there was absolutely no need for any real finesse.

Unfortunately, now it seemed that Adam had become too close to him. Adam was constantly speaking about how incredible Lee was, how insightful, and it meant that Adam was being dragged off into the extremes. She had to handle it, so she ordered Lee to come directly to her.

He didn't look like anything in particular. Not a wild-eyed sociopath or an earnest revolutionary. He looked like he would be most at home lazing on a beach somewhere. He just smiled as he looked at her, then her guards. "You brought me to meet you, finally, huh?" There was a playful note to his voice.

"I did," she said. She didn't let her true feelings come through - the reality that she was seriously considering simply killing him. Lee was a fixer with some reputation, but Adam was a valuable lieutenant, and if he started following after Lee, the White Fangs would be seriously endangered. "I've been hearing about you from Adam a lot."

Lee just chuckled at that. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "We've been spending more time together, lately," he said, with a shrug. "I can't help it if Taurus develops a crush on me."

"A... crush," Sienna said, her eyes narrowing. She honestly couldn't tell if the sarcasm was meant to hide the reality that Adam was falling for Lee, or not. Just another part of Lee's sometimes-annoying personality. "Lee. I'll be frank. You know what you are. I know what you are." She leaned forward. Lee hurriedly stepped to one side, as if dodging some invisible blow - she didn't see anything, though, her brow furrowing. "Stand still, Lee. Our organization doesn't need people like you. We can benefit from them, but we don't need them. We do need people like Adam, and your relationship may be turning him into someone like you."

Lee just laughed at that, a big, deep, belly laugh. "Oh, Taurus hates me, promise," he said, a lopsided grin on his lips. "Only says that shit because I told her to."

"Her?" Sienna asked. There was definitely something wrong. She rose to her feet, weapon in hand. "Guards-" but she realized, then, that the guards weren't moving quite right. They were inhumanly still. They didn't glance her way as she rose. They-

The illusion fell away, and all her guards were down. There was Lee, still standing in the middle, but there was also his psychopathic human servant, some dark-skinned girl with green hair, a woman with a sword, and even more. She'd been surrounded, and at her throat was a sword from- female version of Adam?

"I've always respected you, Sienna," she said. "I have orders not to kill you." The way she spoke - that was Adam. How?

She leaned back, slipping under the sword as she drew out her own chains, trying to think of how to escape, not even hoping to win this fight.

In the end, she was beaten down anyway.

* * *

Sienna Khan was definitely a fine piece of ass. It was pretty ridiculous how glossed over her characterization was, especially when you took into account how sexy her character design was. And I wasn't just saying that because I was a cat faunus too - she had sexy dark skin, a curvy figure, and her stripes were just such a hnng little thing. We'd stripped her down to the point she was naked, and she either shaved down there or was naturally smooth - no idea. Still fucking hot either way.

I didn't have that good of a vibe on her, though. After all, she appeared in one scene, then promptly died. Even in this world, we'd only had limited, peripheral contact. That meant I didn't know what I was going to do to her. I was hopeful that she'd wind up like Amber, who had turned out to be a total freak in the sack, and I absolutely loved fucking my little masosub mouse's brains out. As she stirred, her hands tied behind her back, I gave her the standard commands - no attacking me, running away, calling for help, yadda yadda. "Hey, Sienna," I told her, once I was done.

"So. Is this a coup?" She asked, her eyes narrowed as she stared up at me.

"I mean, you're still going to be the leader of the White Fang," I said, smiling as I spoke.

"Then what's the purpose of this entire - attack?" She asked.

"To take control of the White Fang."

"Then it's a coup," she said.

"Well... technically, I guess," I said. "Hmm..." I reached out for her, gently caressing her cheek, sliding my fingers down her top towards her tit, then just groping it. She let out a hiss of annoyance at that, even though I know it felt good since everything I did to her felt good. "Oh, you'd better get used to that. The stern leader thing, I kinda like it, but I want something more submissive," I told her.

"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked, her expression sharp.

"I'm not gonna do princess or pet with you... trusted lieutenant? Oh!" I snapped my fingers. "Sexy secretary! Not literally, but that sort of vibe! Yes, that's what suits you, Sienna."

"What?" She barked the word out. I was pretty much just spouting nonsense from her perspective.

"Ah, right, maybe you don't realize - see, I stuck a magic tattoo on your ass, and it means you have to do literally whatever I say," I explained. "I did the same to Adam, to Elsa, to Emerald, Cinder, Mercury, Jeanne, Melly and Milly, Xiong, Raven, Amber, Qrow, and Neo. Plus a bunch of other people, really. All of Adam's subordinates at this point. All your personal guards. Oh, and Roman, too. Haven't gotten around to breaking her in yet, though."

"Roman is a man."

"Not anymore," I said, with a grin. "I can edit people's bodies, you see. Make men into women. Amy Taurus spends most of her time crawling on the ground and just mooing, fat udders shaking under her. Talking to you was the most communication she's been allowed since I captured her."

"...I always knew you were a monster. I should have known better than to try to use you," she said, a certain small note of melancholy to her voice.

"Eh, don't worry about it, it's not really your fault," I said. "You'll keep running the White Fang, don't worry," I told her, gently tilting her head up to face mine. She meekly tried to struggle against me, but all it got was a buzz of pleasure when she tried too hard and my control stopped her. "Hmm. Second wife? Nah, that'd be Raven if anybody. Concubine," I decided. "In my coming empire, you'll be my concubine, helping bear another generation of powerful feline faunus," I explained to her, as I took my cock out.

Her nose twitched at the scent, and her eyes were naturally drawn towards it.

* * *

Lee's penis was absurdly huge. That was the only thought going through Sienna's mind as she saw it, bouncing there, almost slapping at her belly. How could he even have sex with anyone? He must simply modify their genitals to match his absurd cock, because there was no way to explain it otherwise. "Smell it actively," he ordered her, and she drank in its scent through her nose, breathing it in.

It did smell nice. It was thick. Male. Virile. The little dabble of precum at the tip was a particularly sharp part of what scent she caught, her whole body faintly trembling in response to its nearness, pleasure coursing through her as she drank in the smell. "This... is rape," she whispered out.

"Mm. Ohhh, that's - that gives me a fun idea," he said, stroking himself. "Okay. Haha. Yeah, this is gonna be good." She glanced up at him in annoyance. "Right. Gotta release these bindings on your hands," he said, idly unhooking them with casual ease, letting her bring her hands around in front of her. She tried to run away, but of course her body failed to obey, so she simply sat there. "Start playing with yourself, but do not orgasm," he told her, stepping away from her for the moment. "Do it the best you know how," he ordered.

He smiled as her hands both slid towards her cunt, one pushing fingers inside her sex, the other gingerly pinching and rolling around her clit, as the first's palm provided pressure from the outward angle. She panted softly as she started to work herself over. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine some other situation, since her hands certainly weren't going to stop. Perhaps Adam, even? He did have a certain devilish charm to him. The bad boy chic, the sort of thing that appeared in romance novels.

"Oh, and fantasize about me," he added, and Adam simply vanished from her thoughts, instantly replaced by Lee, which was an annoying turn-off. "From now on, whenever you have any sexual fantasy, I have to feature in it, and you can't be dominant over me in any way," he ordered her, and she could hear the smile in his voice, as her mind was twisted up by his 'magic tattoo' to obey his command. "No other men, either." She let out a small whimper as her brain was forced to follow his sadistic command, her hand getting more animated in her cunt to try to overcome the problem of his new commands.

Of course, he had also ordered her not to come - a problem she soon realized as she neared the edge, and started to squirm there, twitching unpleasantly in place. In her fantasies, they were simply having missionary sex, with him having apologized for being such an asshole. In reality, her fingers were frantically pounding into her cunt as squeezed and pinched and smushed her clit, utterly failing to do anything at all to push herself over the edge, while the man himself sat there, occasionally ordering her to "breathe deep through your nose," whereupon the pleasant but obscene scent of his cock would wash over her like a wave.

The entire experience dragged on and on - however long it was, it surely felt like longer, as it felt like a small eternity, failed orgasm after failed orgasm, near misses that intensified a feeling of both frustration and need.

"Fuck," she hissed out, whimpering as her orgasm once again failed to materialize, her cunt throbbing passionately beneath her. This was awful! "Fucking, fuck, I want to come!" She whined.

"Oh? Why don't you ask for it politely?" Lee asked, and she could hear the grin in his voice. He was trying to break her.

"Please, let me come," she said, unable to do much else as she trembled beneath the continuous failed pleasure. He chuckled darkly at the sight and sound of her like that.

"That's a lot better," he said, standing up. She opened her eyes to see him approach, her gaze winding up utterly fixated on his cock, due to its size if nothing else. "You're starting to be a good girl for me," he said, as he stood in front of her, her hands still going wild in her cunt, her eyes flicking up to his. "But... you did hold out for a while. It was kind of boring. I sexted with my wife while you were wasting my time, you know? It was a full hour."

"Suh, sorry," she panted, even if she wasn't actually sorry. He just laughed at that.

"You can make it up to me by sucking my cock to completion," he said. "If you make me come with your mouth, without me giving you any new orders, then you can come," he said.

She didn't hesitate. Perhaps earlier on, if he'd said that, her pride would have won out - but she just needed to come. She leaned forward, wrapping his cock with her lips, beginning to work her way slowly down, wondering just how far she could get. His dick was by far the biggest she'd ever seen, even in the occasional porn, but she found that it easily slipped into her throat as she descended his length, inch by inch traveling down his cock until her nose was pushed into his pubes, a frisson of pleasure running through her whole body, her knees trembling and knocking through one another as she continued to masturbate.

Somehow, the experience of having her face stuffed full of his cock was the most sexual pleasure she'd ever had sucking cock. Probably the magic tattoo, she decided, as she was choked down there, Lee's hands going to her ears, scratching them gently in the way that only another feline faunus could, knowing just the right spots, making her shiver in delight at the affectionate touch. "That's a good girl," he told her, smiling down at her. "Isn't it easier when you just do what you're told?" She nodded around his cock, throat twisting around his dick. She had to do what he said, had to get him off, that was the only way this constant mind-numbing frustration would ever come to an end.

"Mm, let me tell you how I see this going," he told her, and she just pliantly nodded. "You're going to be my little mistress or concubine. When I give you orders, you're going to follow them. When new people are inducted into the ranks, I'm going to tattoo them - I'm also, obviously, going to tattoo every member of the White Fangs you can get your hands on." She nodded around his cock, knowing that disobedience would accomplish nothing but delaying his orgasm. Her tongue got into things properly, now, rubbing along the underside of his dick, and he groaned in delight at the sensation. "As far as everybody else is concerned though, you're going to be free as a bird, Sienna. When you get pregnant with my kid, you'll tell everybody that our relationship is 'complicated,' but you'll answer questions that lead them to conclude that you're basically Tyuule's and my unicorn."

She burbled around his cock, a wet, smacking noise, as she continued to choke on his fat dick. He chuckled. "Ah, right. It means the bisexual chick who's fine fucking a husband and wife pair," he explained to her. "Are you bi, anyway? Answer honestly." She nodded, feeling an intense humiliation as she did so for being forced to reveal her sexuality, but also an intense pleasure from that magic tattoo of his, reinforcing her obedience. "Nice," he told her, gently pumping at her face, his balls slapping her chin. "Tyuule's a nice piece of ass, right? You've seen her?" She just sputtered ineffectually around his cock, saliva dribbling out of her mouth. She was starting to get to the point she was getting choked unconscious.

"Haha, a little too eager," he said, peeling her off his cock. She gasped for breath the moment it was out of her throat, panting for air, staring up at him with lidded eyes as saliva splashed onto her tits. "I love it, though. Man... I kinda want to leave the White Fang alone, just for maximum obliviousness, but it's just too useful to give them all slave tats, you know?" She just nodded deliriously, making him laugh. "I guess we can just not tell them what the tats do," he decided.

"Yuh, yes," Sienna said, drunkenly. "They can simply be... a sign of membership," she panted for air, still masturbating all the while, unable to do anything else. Some part of her agreed with his proposal purely to protect the cause from him - a lunatic like him would most certainly take things too far, cause more harm than good in the process."

He just shoved his dick back down her throat. "Agreedo," he declared, a chuckle escaping his throat as he forcibly shoved his way all the back into her throat. She went cross-eyed with bliss at the sensation, but even then, wasn't able to come. Her tongue started to slide along the underside of his cock, trying to add to his pleasure, and she smacked her lips against it too, swallowing around his length. "Nice... nice," he breathed out. "Yeah, and even when we're alone, you'll act like a girl with a crush," he said, gently pumping his hips at her face, his balls slapping her chin.

She nodded along, of course. Agreeing with his obscene fantasies would just make him all the more likely to come himself, and then let her orgasm, after all. Her tongue got more energetic, and she started to gently swivel her head, as the inside of her throat was pleasantly stimulated by his cock and her hands went absolutely wild.

"Getting close," he groaned, gripping her ears in either hand rather than scratching them, starting to pump furiously at her face. Her hands got more excited, anticipating the moment she'd finally be allowed to come, when the dozens of missed orgasms would culminate in an actual release - and then he yanked her up and off. "Why don't you give me a preview of the kind of dirty talk you'll do, as my sextenant and concubine?"

"Ah, ahm," she sputtered wetly, her mouth working at the air to recover, some of the copious amounts of drool that had been stored up dribbling over her chin and splashing onto her tits. "Ah, Lee, I'm so happy, to be able to suck your cock, it's the best cock ever, so huge and nice. I kind of wish I could be your wife, but, I know Tyuule is the one you love, and I'm just a side piece..." She knew enough about men to know that that was the sort of obscene nonsense they wanted to hear. "And I'm okay with that."

Lee responded to the last sentence by erupting, her eyes closing as hot cum just sprayed all over her face, making her shiver as the scent clogged her nose and the thick stuff forced her eyes to stay shut. "Come," he roared, and she promptly did so, the most fierce orgasm of her life hitting her as all that built up energy was finally allowed to release, her eyes rolling around behind her eyeballs as she twitched and jerked, legs bucking against one another, back arching and finally collapsing backwards onto the bed, her whole body trembling as she twitched and throbbed like that, just stupefied, not even caring as the last few spurts of Lee's cum splattered her tits, belly, and cunt, as she shifted her position.

"You definitely look nice like that," he said. "Dark-skinned girls are the best for facials. The contrast, you know?" She nodded in agreement. "One advantage you have over my wife."

She knew she had to play the role of the dutiful, submissive concubine, and the dutiful, submissive concubine didn't dare struggle for power with the wife. "No," she said, shaking her head. "Your wife is better than me in every way."

"Sure, but she doesn't like me coming all over her. Gets in her fur, you know?" Sienna quietly nodded, not sure what else to say. "Yeah. Man, I'm such a genius," he said, smile audible in his voice. "Sienna Khan, leader of the White Fangs... lick up my cum off your body. Make a nice show of it," he ordered her, and her fingers slid along her bare skin, feeding white seed into her mouth. She cleaned what blocked her eyes away (after multiple attempts) and finally opened her eyes to look up at Lee, who was recording the entire thing on his scroll.

"Your cum-" smack "-is so tasty-" smack "-I love it, Lee," she said, his grin growing ever more intense and sadistic as she cleaned herself like that. She made a show of it, licking along what flesh she could get with her tongue, doing her best to please him. After all, he clearly had Adam - Amy, now, apparently - completely under his control. She doubted that she'd find some secret way to resist, so for the moment, the best way to resist was to submit completely, so that he wouldn't harm her people in a fit of pique.

"Good job," he told her, when she was completely clean. "Now, start masturbating as best you can again, do not orgasm, and fantasize about me and my wife sexually dominating you the whole time," he said. She inwardly whimpered, but had no choice but to obey his commands, her mind summoning up images of being 'spitroasted' by the pair, fucked by Lee as she was made to eat out Tyuule. "Do not leave this room," he added - she heard the door close a moment later, as he left her there.

* * *

Waiting there for an hour watching Sienna jill off to me while sexting with the wife was pretty hot. However, also, it was a whole hour, so I decided to leave her alone as I went to find Tyuule. She was cooking, right alongside Cinder, and my cock was hard as I saw her in that sweater and pants combo she preferred, apron tied just right. "Hey, babe," I said, leaning in towards her, giving her neck an appreciative lick as I groped her tits. "Leave the cooking to the dutiful Stepford wifey," I added. "Want to talk to you for a minute."

Cinder spoke up, of course. "I'll do my utmost, even though I know I'm not as good as a real faunus woman, darling," she said, hurrying to take over what Tyuule had been doing as I all but dragged my wife away.

"What do you think of Sienna?" I asked her.

"You mean the woman you kidnapped to rape and break?" Tyuule shrugged. "I do support the White Fang, and she seemed like a decent enough leader, but she was in the way."

"How would you feel about her joining us in the bedroom in the future?"

She just gave a gentle smile at that. "That would be fine with me, Lee. If you want more threesomes I can certainly oblige." Her hand wound up finding its way to my groin, groping my cock through my pants, and I grinned, hefting her up into the air and carrying her to our bedroom, whereupon we made sweet bunny rabbit love for quite some time. Then I took a nap, my naked wife curled up against me, vaguely remembering that Sienna was stuck in masturbation mode as I drifted off to sleep.

* * *

Sienna panted and whimpered, bouncing on the bed futilely. She felt like she was going crazy, from how many times she had tried and failed to come, whimpering, sputtering, occasionally just yelling out her begging for Lee, whining as he failed to come. Then the door swung open and her eyes immediately focused on it, desperation and relief the only emotions she felt in the moment. "Please, please, Lee, fuck me, fuck me, please, mouth or cunt, I don't care, any hole, asshole's fine, too," she said, her voice delirious.

"Ah, seems like I left you to cook a little long, my wife distracted me," he said.

"I'll eat out your wife, I'll eat her ass, I'll clean her toes with my tongue, please, I need to come, Lee, please, please, I'll do anything," she whined, knowing what she looked like, what she was acting like, and not caring one whit, not compared to the need to orgasm. "Anything, anything, please, Lee," she begged. "Please, I'll do what you said, I'll be your little lover, I'll be your third, I'll do whatever, just let me come, I need to come."

He stepped towards her, stepping out of his pants, his fat cock bouncing free. She started to waddle towards him desperately, her mouth opening and closing as she approached his cock, salivating with anticipation, thinking that it would be fastest if she just sucked it into her mouth rather than trying to get into position for him to fuck her. She couldn't crawl, not with her hands constantly working over her pussy, and she certainly couldn't stand, as she approached him - he let her just slurp her cock into his mouth, more pleasure hitting her as her nose buried itself in his pubes, her whole body trembling. He'd let her come. Once she made him come, he'd let her come, he had to, right?

For a long moment, he just let her choke herself on his cock, looking down at her with a smile, his tail happily lashing about behind him. "Come," he ordered, and instantly, her brain was awash in ecstatic bliss, every thought burned out by pleasure as her hips bucked at the air in a futile attempt to fuck his cock harder, her pussy spasming around her fingers as orgasm hit her. She just moaned as she choked on his cock, and he peeled her back and off at that point, watching her twitch and drool before him. He took his scroll and started taking photos of her - she didn't care about how utterly obscene she looked. She only cared that she got to come.

He clicked away for a moment, sending a text message, presumably to his wife. "Would... you... like to... share... this horny... tigress... send." Pause, as she remained kneeling there, trembling before him. He grinned as he put the scroll away. "She would. She's going to becoming by soon. If she orders you to orgasm, then you're allowed to," he said, and she nodded drunkenly. "I'm not going to order you to come, so you're going to have to earn it from her."

She just nodded, unable to even speak, as the afterglow of her orgasm continued to batter at her mind. He hefted her up, twisting her body around so she was on her knees, her face stuffed into the side of the bed, and he just yanked her hands away from her cunt and shoved his cock all the way inside her, making her squeal in pleasure and bliss as she was torn open by his enormous cock. "Than' you," she slurred out, so thankful to have received his cock, even though she knew it didn't count, that it wouldn't make her come.

"Stop masturbating," he ordered, and her hands found purchase against the ground as she tried to balance herself in place. "Man, you look even better from behind. These stripes of yours are too damn sexy. Maybe I should add some of my own?"

"We can try them out later," Tyuule said, making Sienna's gaze go over to the woman in question, who was smiling as she strolled in, idly pulling down her pants. "You're very lucky, Sienna," she said, and Sienna just nodded, earning a chuckle from the rabbit faunus. "Since I married him, no one except my husband has been allowed to touch me before now," she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, one bare, furry thigh on either side of Sienna's face.

"Yes, thank you," Sienna responded, before Lee just grabbed her by the ear and shoved her face into Tyuule's pussy, whereupon Sienna immediately started to lick, noisily running her tongue along Tyuule's pussy, doing her best to pleasure the other woman. It had been a while for her, since she'd last been with another woman, but she knew her own body and could guess at Tyuule's, sliding her tongue up to the other woman's clit, starting to suckle on it desperately, needily, humming and moaning around it, trying to persuade her that she'd earned an orgasm.

"Oh, she is, surprisingly good," Tyuule said, her legs quivering on either side of Sienna's face, then just snapping into place against them, locking her in place. Sienna's work only got more intense at that point, her tongue lashing as best she could, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, hard, on the clit in her mouth. All the while, she was getting pounded from behind, Lee's fat cock seeming to spear her as he used her like an onahole, bringing her pleasure but no relief, dragging her up towards the brink, which she could never actually make her way past.

"Ah, ahm," Tyuule panted out, "I'm about to-" she was cut off as Lee leaned into her, kissing her on the lips, but Sienna couldn't miss as Tyuule orgasmed in that position, bucking and letting out a strained moan into Lee's mouth, her thighs snapping tighter onto Sienna's head as an orgasm ran through her. Tyuule held the back of Sienna's head, holding her in place, just clamping her down, and Sienna just let her, obsequiously submitted in the hope of earning a reward.

When Tyuule's orgasm finished, Lee broke off the kiss, and Sienna looked up at Tyuule, who was gently petting her. "You're quite good," she said, with a smile. "My husband 'cheats,' so sex with him is fantastic no matter what the position, but I can tell your technique is better." As if insulted, Lee gave her ass a sharp swat, but it felt good anyway. "Oh, don't be offended, darling. You hardly eat my pussy much anyway, since I can come my brains out any way you fuck me."

"Ah, fair enough," Lee said, his grin audible in his voice. "Guess that'll be your job from now on, in the bedroom, Sienna. Eating my wife's pussy like she so dearly craves." Sienna nodded rapidly, wanting to make it clear that she'd do anything either of them said, wanting - needing - to come again. "Oh, right, Tyuule. She can't come unless you give her the order to."

"Ah. My mistake, then, dear Sienna," Tyuule said, pulling Sienna out of her cunt, holding her by the ear and inspecting her features. "Come, and hard," she ordered, and immediately, Sienna went cross-eyed with pleasure as she spasmed on Lee's hard cock, jerking and twitching in place. Pleasure coursed through her whole body, goosebumps running across her bare skin as she obeyed, saliva slipping free from her mouth as she was rendered utterly mindless and incoherent from the surge of pleasure. "I can see how you enjoy bullying them."

"I'm trying to be nice to this one," Lee said, sounding offended - it didn't even bother Sienna in the moment. He had kidnapped her, enslaved her, was planning to enslave the entire White Fangs, and was going to rape and forcibly impregnate her - but he was 'trying to be nice'. It was so absurd it should have been offensive. As she was pushed back down into Tyuule's pussy, though, her thoughts were entirely on trying to please the other woman, on earning an orgasm from her. "What do you think of her, babe?"

"She's very pretty, darling," Tyuule said. "And, as mentioned, she does... hmm... 'eat pussy like a champion,' I think, is the turn of phrase?" Sienna nodded in her cunt, twisting her tongue around inside her mouth to better stimulate the bunny faunus atop her. "You do get so busy with your toys sometimes..."

"Hey, any time you want my attention, you've got it, babe," Lee said, reaching out to his wife, just groping one of her breasts, and as if on cue, the woman in question came, her legs snapping tight around Sienna's head, just holding her down. Sienna just kept up her work, continuing to struggle to eat out Tyuule even as Lee used and abused her cunt, driving her to the heights of pleasure but never actually quite getting over it.

"I know, I know," Tyuule said. "I just don't want to interrupt. I think that Sienna will make for an excellent thing to do when you're away, though, darling," she said, smiling. Sienna felt Lee's cock throb and pulse inside her, could feel another orgasm nearly arriving in him. "Ah, ahm, come, Sienna," Tyuule ordered, clamping down harder on Sienna's head, and Sienna promptly exploded in orgasm, moaning into Tyuule's pussy while Lee continued to pound her cunt roughly, getting closer and closer on his end - until he finally just exploded inside her, erupting and spraying hot cum all over her insides. Tyuule came a moment later, moaning in delight, and Lee leaned into his wife, sucking on her neck as the pair of them just used Sienna like a shared sex toy.

Sienna didn't mind. Tyuule was very generous with the orgasms, after all, so in the moment, she was happy.