Cuckolded Brian asked why and Daddy stood up and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to stand up. A rush went through me and my nipples ached as I watched my two men.

Daddy stared down Brian and asked him if he had liked watching his date being fucked by a real man and he stuttered which annoyed Daddy. He squeezed Brian between the legs, making him gasp as he massaged his hard dick. “I think you did like it but she doesn’t need you, she has me.” He let Brian go and he turned to the door but Daddy stopped him.

“Oh, you’re not leaving yet. You came here to fuck her right? Well, you can get a taste of her pussy, cum eating is better than nothing.”

 He then pushed Cuckolded Brian on the bed and he looked so freaked out as Daddy got behind him. “Show him your tasty cream pie, sweetie,” he said and I spread my legs open. I hooked two fingers into my pussy, holding it open so he could see all of Daddy’s cum in it. He yanked Brian’s head back and told him that he was going to eat every last drop.

 Then he shoved Cuckolded Brian forward and held his head down to my pussy. His breath tickled me as Daddy rubbed his face in it, smearing cum all over the place before stopping. I felt his tongue poking at me and I wiggled under him, getting comfortable. I began playing with my tits, pinching my nipples and fondling them while Daddy stayed in charge.

 Brian gagged and dry heaved as he got a taste of cum and he tried to pull away but Daddy smacked him hard across the face and told him not to waste any.

He then pushed him back to my pussy and he licked me again, doing it longer but still gagging. He didn’t like eating another man’s cum and I thought he was going to puke as his tongue wiggled in deeper.

 I bucked my hips up, pushing my pussy against his mouth as his tongue flicked against me. He scooped up the cum and choked it down, making little noises as it slid down his throat. I gasped as he brushed over my clit and tried not to get horny again because only Daddy could have that from me tonight.

 It took him ages to lick me clean because he kept stopping and Daddy got madder at him, calling him a fucking pussy. Look at him, what kind of a man was he? He wasn’t good enough for me. Daddy tortured him a bit longer then let him come up for air.

My pussy felt wet and messy but Brian’s face was even worse with drool and cum all over it. Daddy laughed at him and shoved him off the bed so hard he cried out when he hit the floor. He’d hated eating his cream pie but he was still hard for me.