the soap to Paul, lifted one of her feet out of the water, and rubbed the soapy sponge gently over her heel, along her sole, up the arch, then around her ankle. Finally, he rubbed each toe. Placing the sponge on the side of the tub, he massaged her foot using the soap to help his fingers glide over her skin.
Chevaunne closed her eyes, leaning back against the tub. “Mm, that feels wonderful,” she murmured.
He repeated the process with her other foot while Paul began soaping her hand and arm.
Chevaunne’s eyes flew open as Sam lifted her up and slid in behind her to rub the soap across her shoulders. Then he used the pads of his thumbs to press and soothe his way across her back, releasing knotted muscles she hadn’t even realized were tense.
“So good,” she sighed. “You make a mighty fine team.”
Chevaunne allowed her mind to flow freely and just enjoyed the soothing hands and fingers of her three men as they stroked and soothed and petted her, leaving her feeling totally limp and relaxed.
But not for long. She couldn’t help but notice Sam’s cock had grown very large and was now nestled deep in the crevice between her butt cheeks. Teasingly, she pressed back against him, rubbing his nipples with her back. They instantly grew hard and dug into her.
Her pussy dripped with honey, a thicker, creamier wetness than the water surrounding them all.
She opened her eyes and looked at Paul and Jim. They were both staring at her, lust hot in their eyes and their cocks standing straight up from their black nests of curls.
Deliberately, she licked her lips and pressed her back into Sam, thrusting her breasts upward at the same time.
All three men groaned.
“I’ll cook for you later. Right now, I want to eat you,” gasped Sam.
“Towels,” said Paul almost leaping out of the bath and grabbing a pile of fluffy towels from the shelf under the sink.
Sam lifted her up, Jim took her and held her out, and Paul wrapped a big blue towel around her body.
In moments, she was back lying on the bed, the towel was being rubbed over her skin, and then Sam’s head was buried in her pussy.
Paul and Jim dried themselves perfunctorily then joined them. Jim rested her head on his lap, and Paul curled his length against her side. Each man played with one of her breasts, so she took a cock in each hand and began stroking from root to tip, root to tip, keeping her movements slow and steady. Occasionally, she added a slight twist to her wrist or stopped to press the pads of her fingers over the long vein on their shafts, loving the feeling of the life force pulsing there.
Sam’s long fingers held her nether lips open as he licked the length of her slit and sucked the edges of her labia into his mouth, first one side, then the other. His tongue dove deep into her channel as he swiped it along her walls, gathering her cream. His nose nudged her clit, teasing the little bud and arousing her further.
Gasping a little, Chevaunne concentrated on teasing the two cocks in her hands. She scraped a nail down the lengths then slid a finger under each foreskin, wiping the drops of pre-cum she found there over the heads. After a few more long, tight strokes, she let them both go with no warning, only to cup their sacs and roll their balls between her fingers.
Sam’s attentions had moved to her clit, sucking it into his mouth, pulling it, elongating it, and nibbling across it, making her cream flood from her onto Sam. “Delicious,” he said. The ball of fire spiraling in her belly was close to igniting now, and she moved her hips restlessly.
Paul and Jim took this as a comment on their teasing of her breasts, and each man’s fingers worked harder, teasing and stretching her nipples, cupping the mounds and stroking her skin.
Paul twisted his body to bend his head and place his mouth on her breast, sucking both nipple and areola deep into his mouth. His movements wedged her hand against his body, but somehow she still managed to stroke
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