Spectrum

"Alright, guys, let's wrap it up for today!"

Thom glances at his watch, signals to the model to switch outfits, and strides over to the whiteboard covered in design sketches.

"The summer show is next week, everyone has been hustling hard during this time."

Everyone in the studio puts down their work and turns toward him. His suit's black and white pinstripes are crisp and sleek, accented by a gray dress shirt and colorful tie. His neatly trimmed beard frames his chiselled jawline, complemented by a pair of perfectly round glasses that soften his rugged features.

"Let's tentatively lock in these designs," he says, lightly tapping a few outfits on the whiteboard. "Everyone, enjoy your weekend; see you Monday."

"Thank you!" "See you Monday, Thom!" the others reply in unison.

Glancing over, Thom notices a vivid pop of color. A pair of low-rise dark blue skinny jeans cling to her long legs like a second skin, while her plump ass cheeks strain against the denim, causing the top button to gape open and reveal just a hint of her creamy midriff.

"Zoe, you free later? Want to 'unwind' for a bit?" Thom saunters over, his right hand settling naturally on her hip, fingers lightly tracing along the exposed black waistband next to her hip bone.

"Sorry, Thom, I'm booked today. Mike and I have plans at the gym." Zoe casually tucks away her pencil and sketchbook, unfazed by the wandering hand on her hip.

After stowing the last pad in her bag, she turns around, sinks to her knees, and reaches for his crotch. "Rain check?" She gazes up at him coyly as her fingers caress the growing bulge, planting a teasing kiss over the fabric.

"Next time, then," Thom groans softly, subtly grinding against her cheek. "You've been killing it lately with your designs, Zoe. Good work! Catch you Monday!" He pats her head affectionately and strides out of the studio.

As soon as Zoe steps through the door, she peels off her work clothes and slips into a pair of form-fitting yoga pants that hug every curve. She pairs them with a skimpy sports bra that barely contains her ample breasts. Posing in front of the mirror, she snaps a quick selfie and fires it off to her boyfriend with a flirty caption: "Hitting the gym with Mike! ????"

Just then, Mike emerges from his room, freshly changed into workout gear. His eyes immediately lock on Zoe as she strikes alluring poses for the camera. The yoga pants are riding up dangerously high on her ass, exposing the lacy trim of her black thong peeking out from beneath.

SMACK! Before Zoe can react, Mike's palm cracks across her plump cheek with a resounding whap, sending ripples through the taut material. "Oh, you're just begging for it, huh?"

The stinging impact sends Zoe staggering forward with a surprised yelp. "Oww!" Zoe gasps as the sting radiates from her smarting rear. "Don't be a perv, I'm just texting Harry!"

"Oh yeah? He'll definitely appreciate this." Mike grinned wickedly, snatching her phone with one hand while yanking down her yoga pants with the other in a smooth motion. Zoe's pale globes bounce free, sporting a vivid red handprint on the upper right cheek.

"Smile!" FLASH! The camera captures every detail of her chastised cheeks glistening in the light. "Now, this is a good one."

"Ugh, I'm just sending daily updates, not nudes!" She huffs in annoyance as she hastily tugs up her pants and rubs her sore buttocks.

"Are we going or what? Let's hit it!" She juts out her hip impatiently, eager to get their sweat on.

"Yeah, yeah, let's go." Grabbing his stuff, Mike heads toward the gym downstairs with Zoe.

After a gruelling gym session, both Zoe and Mike are drenched in sweat, their bodies glistening from exertion. Zoe's yoga pants and sports bra cling to every curve, the damp fabric rendering them nearly see-through. Her perky breasts strain against the thin material while her toned stomach peeks out from beneath the hem.

The phone rings with a FaceTime call from Harry. Zoe answers it with a radiant smile, "Hey, babe! Just wrapped up at the gym."

"Damn girl, you look incredible!" Harry exclaims wholeheartedly. Despite not being perfectly proportioned, Zoe's body comes damn close to perfection.

Mike saunters into the frame then, wrapping an arm possessively around her sweat-soaked shoulders. "Hey man, what's up?"

"Ewwwww, gross!" Zoe pouts playfully but makes no move to shake off Mike's embrace. She can feel their mixed perspiration mingling on her skin. "You reek!"

Mike just grins and pulls her in tighter, pressing his damp chest against her back. His hand drifts lower, fingertips grazing the edge of her sports bra.

Mike's hand doesn't seem to bother her. "You just finished work?" she asks casually. Her nipples stiffen visibly through the clingy fabric as Mike's touch sends sparks of arousal zinging across her skin.

"Yeah wanna grab dinner together?" Harry asks casually, seemingly unbothered by Mike fondling his girlfriend right before his eyes. They're used to this - he knows they're close friends despite their past history as exes.

"Sure, babe... We'll hit the showers first, though. How about 7 at Golds?" Zoe's breathing grows labored from Mike's relentless groping. His rough hand digs into her tit hard enough to bruise but she loves it. The pleasure-pain sends electric jolts straight to her core.

"Cool! See you then!" Harry ends the call and starts driving towards the restaurant.

7:30 rolls around and Harry has been waiting 30 minutes already with no sign of Zoe or Mike. Just as he's about to give her a call, the front door swings open - there they are. Both look utterly spent, especially Zoe. Her face is still flushed from before and her legs wobble slightly with each step.

"Oh babe, so sorry we're late! The shower took longer than expected." She apologizes to Harry as he stands up to greet them.

"Yeah, man, my bad. We were both dead tired today," Mike says, plopping down on the couch dramatically. "But thank god for this wonderful roommate of mine - you really helped me unwind, huh, Zoe?"

Zoe just smirks and bats her eyes playfully at him. "Well, you should be grateful after all that massage I gave you..."

"Hey, babe, are you okay? Your legs look like they're struggling a bit," Harry notices with concern. "And what took y'all so long anyway?"

"No, no it's nothing," Zoe sighs, shooting an exasperated look at Mike. "My legs are fine after our workout, but this dumb sex addict had other plans..."

She rolls her eyes before continuing, "We were all cleaned up in the shower already - where I did all the washing for both of us might I add. But then Mr. Handsy here decided to suddenly fuck my ass out of nowhere!"

Zoe shakes her head in disbelief. "So we had to shower again after that."

"Yeah, man, sorry about that," Mike chimes in nonchalantly as he stretches his arms above his head. "But can you blame me? That workout really did wonders for Zoe's booty - it looked too perfect not to appreciate properly."

He grins at Harry, undeterred by Zoe's pointed look. "You wouldn't have been able to resist either if you'd seen how firm and juicy her cheeks were glistening under all that sweat."

Turning back to Zoe with a playful nudge, he adds, "And don't even try to act like you didn't enjoy it more than I did! You were practically mewling for my cock by the end."

Zoe can feel herself blushing at the memory of Mike's thick rod pounding relentlessly into her tight back hole. His words only serve to reignite that familiar heat between her thighs.

"Ugh, fine, I'll give you that," Zoe huffs even as a faint blush colors her cheeks at the memory. "Your cock felt huge after all that working out - like it had grown since before."

She squirms slightly, remembering how Mike's thick shaft stretched her tight asshole to the limit as he pounded into her over and over again until they were both spent and sticky once more...

Zoe was still on her knees, meticulously cleaning Mike's feet with a damp cloth as he towered over her. Her perfect ass poked out invitingly as she sat back on her heels.

"Fuck bitch, I can't take it anymore," Mike growls suddenly before roughly shoving Zoe face-first onto the floor. He positions himself behind her and starts groping her plump rump greedily.

She knew when he called her names like that, it meant Mike was flipping into one of his rough sex modes, primed to use her body for his pleasure. As an ex-couple and close friends now living together, she'd learned this "beast mode" all too well.

Usually a decent and nice guy outside of bed, Mike becomes an aggressive beast between the sheets. He takes control in rough ways Zoe absolutely loves because it pushes her to the limits of the pleasure she craves so desperately.

So here she was now - on all fours, submissively presenting herself for whatever he had planned next with a shiver of anticipation.

"You just working out your tight ass to get fucked hard, you filthy slut?" Mike smacks one cheek hard before placing his foot against her face, signalling what he wants from her.

Zoe knew exactly what Mike needed when he got like this - an obedient cock sleeve for him to ravage.

"Yes daddy, I only train these whore ass so I can be a better cocksleeve for you," Zoe purrs obediently as she starts licking and slurping along the length of Mike's foot like it's an erotic treat.

"Good girl, then let Let's see how well that ass is trained then."

Mike aligns his thick, swollen cockhead with her puckered back entrance. With a forceful thrust, he sinks into Zoe's tight asshole, drawing out wanton moans of pleasure from deep within her throat at the feeling of his dick slowly entering her ass.

"Fuckkk yesss! Take it you little anal whore!" Mike snarled as he grabbed Zoe's hips tightly. With one powerful thrust, he buried his entire length balls deep inside her tight asshole.

"Mm! Mmph!"

Zoe had to bite down on his toes to muffle the animalistic moans threatening to spill out at having him penetrate so deeply right from the start. Usually, Mike would ease in gradually, but today he was clearly in no mood for foreplay and wanted to get straight to brutalizing Zoe's hole.

"Mmmph! MMMPH!"

She could feel every inch of his thick shaft stretching her inner walls as his heavy balls slapped against her dripping pussy. The feeling of being so utterly filled by him made her toes curl and legs tremble with the intensity of it all.

Mike didn't pull out right away either - instead, he remained buried to the hilt inside Zoe's clenching asshole. She could feel him throbbing deep within her as his strong thigh muscles flexed against the soft globes of her buttocks.

"You ready?" Mike growled with an evil smirk playing across his lips.

"No, no, wait! Ummph!" Zoe's plea was cut short by the first brutal slam of Mike's hips against hers. Each powerful thrust made waves ripple through the supple flesh of her ass as she tried to squirm away from the intense stimulation.

But Mike wasn't having any of that - he grabbed a fistful of her long hair and yanked hard, forcing Zoe to stay in place while he ruthlessly pounded into her tight back passage over and over again. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room as Mike used her hole like his own personal fuck toy.

Zoe's face contorted with a mix of pain and pleasure, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth as she struggled to take every inch of his thick cock splitting her open so deliciously. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes but whether from discomfort or overwhelming bliss was anyone's guess.

"Take it you filthy slut!" Mike snarled through gritted teeth, driving into Zoe harder and faster until all she could do was hang on for dear life while he relentlessly destroyed her tight asshole with his superior cock.

Zoe's moans turned to screams of ecstasy as Mike continued his merciless assault on her most intimate parts. The lewd squelching noises of her stretched rim being plundered echoed through the room, mixing obscenely with the wet slaps of skin against skin.

"Oh fuck yes! Ruin my ass daddy!" Zoe cried out shamelessly, pushing her hips back to meet each of Mike's brutal thrusts. Her pussy was gushing with arousal as he pounded into her, clinging tightly around nothing while her neglected slit throbbed and wept for attention.

Zoe's hands scrabbled at the floor, searching for purchase as Mike rammed into her again and again. Her pussy was absolutely gushing now, arousal coating her inner thighs and pooling beneath her knees on the hardwood.

"Mmmnnngh... yes! Wreck my ass daddy!" Zoe mewled desperately between gasps for air. "Pump me full of your thick cum!"

Zoe could only whimper and drool as he used her mercilessly, like a cheap cocksleeve meant for nothing but taking his abuse. Tears streamed down her face from the overwhelming stimulation, smearing mascara and leaving dark tracks.

Mike reached around to roughly grab one of Zoe's tits, kneading it painfully while continuing to pound into her asshole with reckless abandon. The lewd squelching sounds coming from where they were joined filled the air.

"I'm gonna cum in this tight fucking booty!" Mike snarled, his thrusts becoming erratic and wild as he chased his release deep inside Zoe's ravaged hole. "Take my load you filthy whore!"

With one final, brutal slam, Mike buried himself to the hilt and exploded, flooding Zoe's ass with what felt like gallons of hot cum. She cried out at the sensation of being so thoroughly filled up by him until he finally pulled out with a wet squelch.

Zoe collapsed onto her stomach, panting hard as Mike's spunk began to leak out from around the gaping hole of her asshole. He just held there, deep inside of her, grabbed her by her slutty plump flesh on her waist, moved with each string shooting out, kept himself balls deep through out the whole time, grinding and coaxing out every last drop.

Her body was one big mess of sweat and other fluids, hair was plastered to her face in disarray. She looked utterly debauched - just how Mike liked it.

Zoe adjusted her short skirt as she took a seat next to Mike at the restaurant table, trying to compose herself after their intense tryst. She could still feel the slight dampness in her ass where his cum had leaked out onto her underwear.

"God I might still have some of your jizz in my ass," she blushed and giggled nervously as she reached back to discreetly feel for any residue. "I was so wasted when you came inside me, couldn't move for like a whole minute after."

She turned to face Harry with an apologetic smile. "That's why we're running late, sorry, babe, for keeping you waiting this long."

Harry just chuckled and shook his head in amusement at Zoe's shameless admission. He was well aware of her insatiable sexual appetite by now.

"I'll let it slide this time," he said with a wink. "Glad you had a good workout session, eh?"

"Oh, I did, don't worry about that!" Zoe giggled as she reached across the table to squeeze Harry's hand. "I swear, though, we won't be late next time!"

She turned to Mike and playfully slapped his thigh under the table.

"So, how was your day?" Zoe asked as she flagged down a waiter to place their order, still slightly flushed from her earlier exertions.

"Same old same old," Harry replied with a shrug. "Just work stuff. You guys?"

"Yeah, just the usual grind," Mike chimed in. His hand had started roaming up and down Zoe's smooth thigh under the tablecloth, feeling the silky stockings she'd changed into after their shower.

Mike grinned and gave Zoe's ass a subtle grope under the table, causing her to stifle a moan.

Zoe shivered slightly as he squeezed her thigh through the thin fabric. "We did go shopping together the other day, though."

"Yeah man, check out these sexy ass stockings we picked up shopping the other day," he said with a wink at Harry before squeezing Zoe's flesh through the fabric. "Feels so damn good."

Zoe blushed and playfully swatted at Mike's hand as it wandered further up her thigh under the table. "Hey! Behave yourself in public!" she scolded him with a nervous giggle.

Harry just shook his head and chuckled knowingly. "Like either of you could control yourselves for more than five minutes," he teased.

Mike grinned unabashedly as his fingers dipped between Zoe's legs, feeling the damp spot on her stockings where his cum had leaked through earlier. "What can I say? The girl has needs."

"Well, I may have bribed her with the promise of some fun later if she'd go shopping for me," Mike admitted with a wink at Harry.

Zoe gasped and smacked Mike's arm playfully. "Don't you dare bring that up!"

She turned to face Harry apologetically. "You know what he said? He threatened not to fuck me unless I bought some new slutty outfits." She laughed sheepishly, her cheeks flushing even pinker.

"Like I have any choice!" She scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You know how horny I get when I'm stressed and overworked. I just need that release!"

"Hey, it's not MY fault you get insanely horny when you're stressed out," he teased, squeezing her thigh.

Zoe rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress a grin at his boldness. It was true - she was insatiable in bed after working long hours under pressure.

"Fine, fine, you have me all figured out," Zoe relented with an impish smile. "I guess I do need my regular dicking sessions to stay sane."

So what ended up buying?" Harry inquired with a raised eyebrow, curious about their shopping excursion.

Zoe rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. "God, his taste is so bad! Just the usual slutty stuff - super short miniskirts that barely cover anything, shirts with plunging necklines, and those see-through stockings paired with open-toe stilettos."

She shook her head in exasperation as she recalled their time at the store. "It's nowhere near what I'd design! He kept wanting me to try on this micro-mini skirt that would leave half my ass hanging out. And don't even get me started on the thongs he picked - they were literally just a few scraps of lace with holes cut out in all the wrong places!"

Mike grinned unapologetically at Zoe's ranting. "Hey, you can't deny how good you look in that stuff," he said smugly. "Everybody was checking you out when we left the store."

Zoe blushed and swatted his arm again. "Oh, shut up! You just want to parade me around like your personal sex doll."

"Oh my god, babe, you wouldn't believe what happened after we bought those outfits," Zoe said, her eyes wide as she recounted the embarrassing incident.

"I was getting dressed in the fitting room when Mike insisted on seeing how they looked first. Before I knew it, he'd dragged me out of the store and started walking home with me wearing that tiny skirt and see-through top!" She buried her burning red face in her hands at the memory.

"God, Mike! I can't believe you made me parade around like a hooker!" Zoe protested weakly as they walked. The scandalously short skirt barely covered anything, and her nipples were practically on display through the sheer fabric.

Mike just grinned and gave her plump ass a hard smack. "What's wrong? Afraid people will think you're my personal slut?" he teased cruelly, making her blush harder.

"Come on, Zo, we had a deal - you have to wear what I buy for you," Mike reminded her with an evil glint in his eyes. He'd made sure not to specify the timing when they agreed to this little arrangement.

Zoe realized she was stuck now, forced to walk around half-naked like some desperate streetwalker trying to hide her exposed body under her hands. But there was simply too much flesh on display for even that to work - her round ass cheeks and heavy tits were completely visible through the flimsy material barely covering them.

The passersby couldn't help but stare as they walked by, openly ogling Zoe's slutty appearance with lecherous looks. A few even called out crass comments or whistled appreciatively at the sight of so much bare skin on display in public.

Zoe just wanted to curl up and die from humiliation as she endured their judgmental stares and obscene remarks, her face burning with shame at being treated like a piece of meat for everyone's viewing pleasure against her will...

After finishing their meal, Zoe took a sip of her drink and turned to Harry with an apologetic smile as she set down her glass. "So about next week... Mike and I actually have plans," she said hesitantly.

"I'm really sorry we haven't had much time together lately, what with work being so busy this last week..." She trailed off, not wanting to make excuses but knowing Harry would understand the demands of their stressful jobs.

"As soon as my schedule frees up even a little bit, I'll be going away for a few days with Mike," Zoe explained. "I'm really looking forward to some relaxation and quality time together."

Harry gave a small, forced smile. "That's a shame, babe, but I do understand how hectic things can get at work."

Zoe felt a twinge of guilt at seeing Harry's hurt look. They hadn't gone out or spent much quality time together in weeks, with their hectic workloads.

"So where are you two planning on going?" he asked curiously, trying to sound nonchalant despite his obvious disappointment at being sidelined.

"We booked this cute little mountain resort together," Zoe gushed, unable to contain her excitement despite the awkward situation. "It looks absolutely perfect! We're planning on doing lots of hiking, maybe some spa treatments, and just enjoying each other's company away from the hustle and bustle."

She couldn't help but grin as she imagined all the fun they'd have away from prying eyes for a whole week, especially at night when they could be loud and wild without holding back.

Zoe reached over to gently squeeze Harry's hand reassuringly as she spoke. "We'll make sure to take lots of pictures for you and do plenty of FaceTime so you can still feel like a part of the trip," she promised.

Mike chimed in with an apologetic shrug. "Yeah, man, sorry we couldn't make it work for all three of us this time around. Maybe next vacation, though?"

Harry tried to maintain his forced smile but couldn't quite hide how deflated he felt at being left out of their romantic getaway plans. The thought of Zoe and Mike gallivanting off together without him made a sharp pang of jealousy flare up in his chest.

"Right, no worries, guys," he said with an obvious lack of enthusiasm. "I'm sure you two will have a blast! Make sure to snap some pics of the views."

Zoe could sense Harry's disappointment radiating off him in waves and felt another stab of guilt for excluding her boyfriend from their little excursion. But she couldn't help getting excited at the prospect of spending an entire week alone with Mike, indulging in all manner of decadent delights far away from prying eyes...

"Oh, we will!" she agreed breathlessly, already mentally undressing a certain someone and plotting all sorts of naughty activities for their private retreat.

Harry stared blankly at his computer screen as his mind wandered, unable to focus on work with thoughts of Zoe and Mike's romantic getaway without him constantly intruding.

The buzzing of his phone snapped him out of his reverie - it was a notification from Zoe. Swiping open the message, he found himself staring at a selfie of her sprawled lazily across the bed, her eyes still heavy with sleep as she lay face down with bare feet kicked up in the air. Her hair was adorably tousled around her head and shoulders.

"Morning, babe," read the simple text accompanying the intimate photo. Harry couldn't help but smile at seeing his girlfriend's beautiful face, even if a twinge of jealousy accompanied it, knowing she wasn't there with him right then.

He quickly typed out a response: "Morning, babe, just woke up?" Before hitting send, another buzz indicated a new picture from Zoe.

This time, the shot showed her propped up on one elbow, pointing at Mike, still snoozing away on the other half of the bed. "Yeah... enjoying the vacation! This dude's still sleeping," she joked.

"Jealous of you guys," Harry replied with a wistful smile as he imagined them cozily snuggling in bed together, free to dawdle and relax without having to rush off to work like he did. The casual domesticity of it all made his heart ache for their company even more.

A while later, another buzz caught his attention - this time showing Zoe standing bare-legged in front of a stove wearing an oversized t-shirt that slipped off one shoulder. "Cooking breakfast!" read the upbeat text.

Harry could practically smell the food sizzling in the pan and hear the contented humming he knew would be coming from Zoe as she pottered around making their meal together, just like they often did back at home...

The domestic scene was so endearing and intimate that it made his chest ache with longing to be there, experiencing it for himself instead of being stuck alone in his office.

"Breakfast is ready, but Big Dumb's still sleeping..." Zoe sent another photo of Mike sprawled out on the bed in an undignified heap, his limbs splayed everywhere. The only thing covering him was a thin blanket that had slipped low around his waist - and it was doing a poor job of concealing his morning wood tenting obscenely.

Before he could respond, another picture came through - this one showing Zoe's face next to Mike's blanket-covered erection. The huge monster looked even longer than her petite features and was already straining eagerly at its confines."Morning wood... guess I have to deal with this first," read the caption in her usual playful tone.

"God you naughty girl," Harry muttered under his breath as he felt his own cock twitch and stiffen in response to the erotic visuals of his girlfriend's oral antics. He couldn't help but imagine himself lying there instead, Zoe's soft lips and eager tongue worshipping his throbbing shaft...

After a long agonizing wait with no further updates from the pair, Harry finally received another notification - this time it was a video clip. With bated breath and an aching erection, Harry tapped to play...

The clip started with Zoe's delicate fingers slowly peeling back the blanket to reveal Mike's massive, fully erect cock springing free. She gazed reverently up at the tip as her chin rested on his heavy balls.

The camera panned down to show her resting her chin on Mike's heavy balls, the enormous rod blocking half her face. She gazed up at his dick with reverent eyes, clearly in awe of its size and girth. A sly smile played across Zoe's lips just visible behind the meaty shaft looming over her.

"Muah!" A soft, delicate kiss landed right on the engorged tip before Zoe began planting sweet pecks all along Mike's substantial length, working her way down.

By the time she reached his balls, Harry could see her tongue swirling around each heavy orb as she drooled all over them hungrily.

Returning to the tip, the camera zoomed in as her pink tongue darted out to lap at the leaking slit, lapping up every drop of pre-cum oozing from his cockhead.

Zoe opened her mouth wide, letting a long string of saliva dribble down Mike's shaft. Without hesitation, she wrapped her plump lips around just the tip and began licking it like her favourite lollipop, swirling her tongue all over that sensitive glans. Her cheeks hollowed obscenely with each suckle, putting on quite a lewd display for Harry's benefit through the video.

After a few moments of enthusiastic licking, another hand appeared behind the camera - Mike was finally awake! He reached down to stroke Zoe's hair as she continued worshipping his impressive manhood.

"Oh finally, the lazy man is waking up," Zoe giggled around Mike's cock before reluctantly releasing it from her warm mouth with a wet pop. A glistening strand of saliva stretched between her tongue and the tip until gravity finally won out and snapped it apart.

"Do I have to do this every morning to wake you?" she teased playfully, giving his shaft an affectionate lick.

"Ummm, I like this," Mike's voice came through groggy with sleep but tinged with pleasure. "I might make this a routine - girl, you're amazing."

Zoe preened under the compliment, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling as she looked up at him adoringly before going back to work on his dick with renewed enthusiasm.

"Well, if you want..." She murmured happily between slurps and sucks of Mike's impressive length. The wet sounds of her oral ministrations filled the room as she took him deeper down her throat with each bob of her head.

Mike suddenly sat up more fully and plucked the phone from Zoe's hands to get a better angle on their naughty display for Harry's benefit. "This is for Harry, right?" He confirmed in a low, husky voice.

"Yeah..." Zoe managed to gasp out between eager licks of his shaft.

"Cool," Mike grunted before giving an order - "Tongue."

Obediently and excitedly, Zoe released Mike's throbbing cock from her mouth. She stuck out her tongue eagerly as it quivered in anticipation for whatever he had planned next...

With a wicked grin, Mike grabbed hold of his spit-slick erection and began smacking the heavy meaty shaft right across Zoe's outstretched tongue. Over and over again he spanked his dick onto that pink muscle - each impact causing her cheeks to jiggle cutely as sticky strings of saliva went flying everywhere.

Zoe's face was quickly becoming a messy, drool-splattered wreck from Mike's rough treatment but she didn't seem to mind in the slightest. If anything, judging by the heat in her eyes and the way her tongue swirled around his cockhead with each slap... She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying being used as Mike's personal spit toy!

Mike's nose twitched as it began waking up fully, catching a whiff of something delicious in the air. "Umm that smells good - did you make breakfast?" He asked between slaps of his cock against Zoe's eager tongue.

"Yeah, I made omelettes and cereal," she replied with a proud smile, even though her words were slightly muffled by Mike's thick shaft resting heavily on her face.

"And where are we going today?" Mike queried as he continued rhythmically smacking his meaty dick across Zoe's outstretched tongue. The wet slaps echoed obscenely in the bedroom.

"There's a really popular photo spot I want to check out," Zoe managed to respond between slaps. Her eyes were starting to glaze over slightly from the overwhelming sensation of being used so roughly for Mike's pleasure, but she tried her best to focus and explain.

"I'd love to post some pictures on my social!" Zoe thought aloud, considering how wearing her own designer fashion pieces in such a beautiful setting could help get them more attention and recognition. "It would be great content for my brand."

"Ummm sounds great - we can definitely take some good pics," Mike agreed without missing a beat before leaning in to spit directly into Zoe's open mouth. The globs of saliva splattered messily across her already drool-splattered face.

"Like this," Mike announced as he zoomed in close on Zoe's thoroughly spit-soaked face.

The camera panned slowly across every glistening inch of Zoe's debauched visage, highlighting how the sticky fluids clung lewdly to her skin. It focused in on every messy detail - her lips were puffy and red from stretching around Mike's girth while strings of saliva still connected her mouth to his cockhead like a web, a blissful look in her eyes as she happily smiled up at him even through the degradation.

Zoe meekly lapped at the extra fluids coating her chin and cheeks as she felt Mike lay his heavy, throbbing cock on top of her features as if it belonged there. He seemed to be pondering which slutty outfit would be best for Zoe to wear in their next "photo session".

"Not your dirty pictures! You perv!" Zoe protested playfully, even as she meekly lapped at the heavy balls resting on her chin. She could feel their substantial weight pressing down into her skin, marking her face.

"Why not? It's great content for our website!" Mike countered with a wicked grin. He was referring to their secret anonymous online account where they posted lewd photos and videos of their daily sexual exploits. The depraved material brought in some extra cash that Mike managed judiciously - using it to pay for day-to-day expenses as well as Zoe's sexy lingerie outfits that featured so prominently in the raunchy videos.

"Huh, I get it now - that's why you wanted this trip, right?" Zoe rolled her eyes good-naturedly even though she wasn't too put off by the idea considering Mike was footing the bill for their getaway. Her tongue swirled sensually around his heavy testicles as she mused on the situation.

"Haha, I mean that's only part of the reason," Mike chuckled a bit sheepishly. "Of course the main goal is to let you relax and unwind."

"Well, you better be!" Zoe teased back with mock sternness before her tongue dipped lower still to worshipfully lick at Mike's perineum - that sensitive spot just behind his balls that always seemed to drive him wild.

"Aaahh, girl you're so good," he groaned appreciatively as pleasure shot through his body from the intimate touch. "Let's go get some breakfast now." With a grin, Mike stood up from the bed, keeping hold of the camera phone to document their naughty antics for Harry.

He used his free hand to grab a fistful of Zoe's hair and pull her along with him as he strode towards the dining area - leashing the petite brunette to crawl submissively on all fours behind him like an obedient pet.

"Right there," Mike instructed firmly as he positioned himself in front of the breakfast table, pointing to the spot directly before him where he wanted Zoe.

"Get your milk for cereal," he commanded, his throbbing erection looming menacingly over her face just inches away from those pouty lips. The tip glistened with precum, a tantalizing promise of what was to come.

Zoe eagerly reached out to stroke Mike's huge cock, marvelling at its impressive size and girth even as she lapped hungrily at his heavy cum-filled balls. She knew just how to coax that delicious seed from him, teasing and massaging them with her hot little tongue until they were ready to explode.

"Ahhh shit, get ready you dirty bitch," Mike grunted warningly as he felt the familiar tingle building in his loins - an undeniable sign that Zoe's expert oral ministrations had brought him right to the edge. His cock throbbed almost painfully against her cheek now, desperate for release.

Obediently, Zoe guided Mike's twitching shaft toward the cereal bowl resting on the table before them. She kept stroking and pumping his length as she positioned it directly above the mound of flakes inside.

Suddenly, with a loud groan of pure ecstasy, Mike erupted like a geyser - sending thick ropes of pearly white cum splattering into Zoe's waiting bowl. The camera zoomed in for an up-close look at every lewd detail; each creamy spurting jet leaving glistening strands and sticky drops all over the cereal.

The camera zoomed in close for Harry's viewing pleasure, capturing every filthy detail as Mike continued to spurt his load. Globs of jizz splattered obscenely against the cereal, mixing lewdly with the colorful flakes until they were completely drenched and saturated.

After what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few seconds, the last weak spurts finally trailed off. Zoe made sure not to waste a single precious drop though - she wrapped her lips around Mike's tip and sucked greedily, cheeks hollowing as she milked out every bit of residual cum clinging to his insides.

Mike shuddered and twitched through a couple of final aftershocks before going limp in Zoe's mouth with an exhausted groan. The petite brunette released him with a wet pop and looked up at her partner adoringly, giving the camera a sloppy thumbs-up even as Mike's jizz dribbled down her chin.

Harry watched the end of the sordid video clip, transfixed by the lewd sight of Zoe's thoroughly used face. Even though he knew full well that this was just par for the course in their non-traditional relationship, his cock still twitched eagerly against the confines of his pants at the thought of what those skilled lips and tongue could do...

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath as he tried to subtly adjust himself. He knew there would be plenty more filthy content to come from these two depraved lovers, but there was no denying it - this couple's casual depravity never failed to get him hot and bothered, no matter how many times he saw them in action. And if Harry had any say in the matter... He fully intended to keep enjoying that private peep show for years to come!