Emrys kept his eyes trained on Jenn as she fucked herself on their masters cock. His body felt like it was on fire, his own arousal straining against the confining fabric of his shorts. He wanted to be able to do this, be the cause of the noises his master was making. But unfortunately he had to be patient. Had to be trained properly.
"Yes Master," he moaned, leaning into Mirs touch as his fivers ran over his skin. "I want to take your cock badly sir. I want you to fuck me sir." It was strange that such filthy words, words Emrys had never uttered before, felt both strange and natural at the same time.