Anyone would have guessed this but Miyako didn't waste a second.

She had been sitting on the couch, writhing like a fish, wondering if Renji was really going to leave her like that without fucking her once.

It's not like she would have been angry at him or anything. It was her decision to watch in the first place, but it had been torture so far. She didn't expect Renji to be so strict.

However, now, finally! He was giving her his cock.

Hesitation was an alien word to her at that moment. Her eyes gleamed with pure greed as she leaned in, squeezing one of her round breasts as her plump lips parted wide to take Renji's thick cock straight into her mouth.

It had a feminine scent all over it now, undeniably Kaori's lipstick, but she didn't care. She'd been dying for this, that young, meaty shaft was finally hers to devour after watching from the sidelines.

Miyako sucked voraciously right from the start. She didn't even bother to tease or to build up momentum. She couldn't take that chance because Renji could decide at any time to give the cock back to Kaori to try again.

So, like a voracious tiger, she just went in, sucking in pure hungry, wet slurps as she engulfed half his length in one go.

Kaori's eyes widened. How can Renji expect her to match that?

She saw how Miyako's cheeks hollow out like a vacuum as she pulled hard on him. She saw her head bopping uncontrollably with her hair swinging to and fro.

Could she do that? Could she suck cock like the Commissioner's daughter? The revered Miyako Endo?

Miyako herself was not thinking of anyone except herself and Renji's fat cock. All her focus was on it. Her lips, her throat. Damn, her tongue was a fucking wizard.

It swirled around the underside in tight circles, flicking up against the sensitive ridge of his head before flattening out to lap at the veins pulsing along his shaft.

She bobbed her head rhythmically, deep and steady, taking him deeper with each pass until her nose brushed his pubes, her throat relaxing like it was made for this shit.

Spit bubbled up from her lips, dripping down his balls in messy strings, and she hummed around him, the vibrations buzzing right through his dick and making his knees weak.

Renji let out a deep, guttural moan, his head tilting back as his hand tangled in Miyako's hair. "Fuck yeah, that's how you do it," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly into her face.

Even though he had enjoyed the same premium blowjob last night, he still wasn't used to how amazing it felt. It truly felt like heaven. Her mouth was hot, slick, and tight, sucking him off like she was starving for his cum.

Every twist of her tongue sent jolts up his spine, and when she popped off the tip just to lick a long, sloppy stripe from base to head, catching that bead of pre-cum and savoring it with a moan of her own, he gripped her harder.

Kaori was still wide-eyed. What could she do other than watch? She had a mix of awe and sadness on her face, her own mouth still tingling from her failed attempt.

When she looked up at Renji, she saw his face contort in pleasure, his moans raw and uncontrolled. It twisted something in her gut to see that. It made her feel incomplete, to feel incompetent.

She wanted to be the one to make him feel that way, but she knew she couldn't match this. Miyako's blowjob skills were unbelievable.

Her pussy clenched emptily as she stared, jealous of how Miyako made it look so easy.

"See that, Teach?" Renji panted, looking over at Kaori while thrusting shallowly into Miyako's mouth. "Watch how she uses her tongue, swirling it like that, pressing flat to massage the whole shaft. And her lips? Sealed tight, no slipping, just pure grip as she slides up and down."

Miyako showed off more, pulling back to focus on the head, her lips puckering around it like she was kissing it deeply, then diving down again with a twist of her head for extra friction.

She even reached up to fondle his balls, rolling them gently in her palm while her other hand stroked the base in sync with her sucks.

Renji growled approvingly.

"That's it. Multitasking! You see how she's stroking what she can't fit, keeping the pressure constant. Fuck, you're a pro at this, Miyako."

After a few more minutes of her expert worship, Renji pulled out with a wet smack, his cock shiny and throbbing. "Alright, your turn again, Ms. Katsura. Try it just like that: tongue swirling, lips tight, take it deeper."

Miyako let out a sad little whine as his dick slipped from her mouth, her lips pouting naughtily as she licked the remnants of his flavor off them, eyes pleading for more but knowing better than to beg right now.

Kaori, eager as hell to prove she could do better, leaned forward from the chair, her mouth watering all over again.

She wrapped her lips around the head tentatively, trying to mimic what she'd seen—her tongue flicking awkwardly in a circle, but it was too hesitant, barely grazing him right.

She sucked harder this time, cheeks caving in, and pushed down a bit further, her jaw aching as it stretched wide around his girth. "Mmmph," she moaned muffled, the vibration accidental but kinda nice, her eyes watering as she tried to bob like Miyako.

It wasn't smooth, though. Her rhythm was jerky, lips slipping a little, and she could only get about a third in before her throat protested.

"Keep trying, Teach. Go deeper, relax that jaw," Renji encouraged, his hand on her head guiding her gently.

But she was struggling, gagging softly on each push.

He glanced at Miyako. "Give her a hand, show her how to take it."

Miyako crawled closer, smirking a bit as she reached out, one hand on Kaori's chin to tilt her head back, the other pressing lightly on the back of her neck.

"Like this, Miss Katsura. Open wider for Renji, breathe through your nose," Miyako murmured, helping push Kaori down another inch.

"Mhm! Ngh!" Kaori choked, her throat convulsing around him, tears spilling down her cheeks as spit bubbled out, but she kept going, moaning pathetically as the fullness overwhelmed her.

Renji looked down at her and smiled. 'Let me rest her.' He thrusted forward experimentally.

Kaori's eyes bulged, and she gagged hard, pulling back in a coughing fit, saliva spraying as she hacked and wheezed, her face red and messy.

"Aw, that's disappointing, Miss Katsura. You should never do that," Renji said, shaking his head. "Your mouth's just a wet hole for me to fuck, don't you know that already? So keep it there, no pulling off."

"I'll keep giving it to Mrs Endo if you don't learn. Watch this." He turned to Miyako. "Open up, slut."

Miyako beamed, her mouth popping open wide and obediently, tongue out like a welcome mat.

Renji didn't hesitate. Immediately, he grabbed her hair and slammed his cock in, starting to fuck her throat with rough, steady thrusts.

It was sloppy as hell, spit flying everywhere, gurgling sounds filling the room as he pounded deep, her throat bulging visibly with each plunge.

Miyako's tits bounced wildly with the force, her nipples hard and perky, slobber coating her chin and dripping onto her heaving chest.

She looked like a total whore, eyes rolling back in bliss, hands on his thighs not to stop him but to pull him deeper, gagging but loving every brutal inch as her makeup smeared and tears streamed.

Kaori stared, her throat itching with hunger, that high sensitivity making her squirm. She wanted that. She couldn't explain it but she wanted him to use her face like a fucktoy, the depravity calling to her like nothing else.

Her pussy dripped onto the chair, her body on fire as she watched Miyako take it all, the wet glucks and slaps echoing in her ears.

Renji kept hammering Miyako's face, his balls slapping her chin, teaching over the noise. "Hope you're watching and learning, Teach! This is how a real whore takes it. No fighting, just open and ready."

But the more she watched, the more Kaori got hornier.

SLURP! SLURP!! SLURP!!!

Renji kept fucking Miyako's throat, pounding into the wet tunnels while she received his cock gratefully.

SLURP! SLURP!! SLURP!!!

Kaori watched, her sad eyes filled with desire. She couldn't hold back anymore and her lust finally reached its boiling point. "Please... do that to me!" she begged, her voice hoarse and desperate.

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