to Patrick. Stay on all fours, and keep that lovely ass in the air."
Gillian did as John instructed. As she seductively crawled across the table toward Patrick, she watched the Irishman remove the vest he wore and begin to unbutton the white shirt underneath. Gillian began to openly salivate as his tanned, broad, muscular chest was exposed. The golden skin was tight and taut and covered in a variety of tattoos. As she got closer, he reached under her and began massaging her breasts with his hands.
Bringing Gillian only inches from his face, Patrick said, "Your body is magnificent, love. I have wanted to do this since I saw you that night at Radio." The Irishman then ran his tongue along her lips. When Patrick heard her gasp, he chuckled. He then allowed one hand to slowly trail down her stomach to her core. His finger trailed her wet pussy lips as his tongue mated with hers playfully. When she grabbed his arms for support, Patrick said, "I thought you didn't like me, sweetheart. I can stop if you want me to. Do you want me to stop?"
Gillian moaned as his fingers dipped into her pussy to slowly massage her clit. The breath caught in her throat before she gripped Patrick's hair and slammed her mouth on his. The animalistic growl she heard from him sent shivers of electricity through her body, and he quickly took control of the kiss. Not wanting to end the contact, one hand slid down his muscular body to begin undoing his pants. Gillian then pulled free his enormous, throbbing cock and began stroking it with one hand.
Patrick broke the kiss as his blond head fell back in ecstasy. His muscular hips undulated in perfect rhythm to her movements. He loved how bold and honest Gillian was in her caresses. He had never wanted a woman to control the pace of sex, but he would gladly let this woman. The sound of John clearing his throat broke her spell over him. What the hell was wrong with him? Patrick O'Malley let no woman control him…ever!
He gripped Gillian's throat with one hand and brought her face back to his. "Since my dick is in your hand, sweetheart, I am going to assume you don't want me to stop." Patrick smiled before kissing her lips. "I want you to suck my cock, Gillian. Put your mouth on me."
A soft, sensual grin touched Gillian's beautiful face before she kissed Patrick and then trailed her lips and tongue down his muscular frame toward his giant, erect shaft. She gripped his cock in her hand and playfully licked the head, tasting the salty precum. She then licked the vein of his throbbing organ before easing the tip into her hot, sweet mouth. The Irishman nearly came unglued as his head fell back in pure surrender. Before he could tell her to, Gillian relaxed her throat and jaw muscles and deep throated the entire length of his cock. As the tip of it reached the back of her mouth, she began to hum. Patrick's muscular stomach convulsed, and he growled at the most intense pleasure of his life. Knotting his hand into the American's ebony hair, Patrick then began to control her movements.
As Patrick controlled the head he was receiving from Gillian, John took off his jacket and shirt and positioned the American's perfectly shaped bottom before him. With his hands, he spread her ass and moaned at the small, pink hole staring back at him. John's mouth salivated at the pussy juices sliding down the inside of her porcelain thighs. He massaged the plump skin on her ass before he playfully slapped both cheeks. John then leaned forward and ran his tongue up her glossy pussy lips. Hearing Gillian's moan and watching more moisture develop between the folds, had John repeating his actions. He then gripped her hips and attacked her cunt with his mouth. He sucked on her engorged clit and licked the painful nub with his tongue as she began undulating against his face. John felt her pussy clench around his tongue before his mouth was flooded with her juices.
Gillian pulled Patrick's cock from her warm mouth as the orgasm tore through her body. She screamed as her clit pulsed on John's tongue, but her scream was soon captured in Patrick's mouth as he slammed his mouth on hers for a passionate kiss. As the Irishman's tongue began mating with hers, the contact was lost as John grabbed