piercingly blue sky.
She lowered her gaze, content to watch as Luke desperately worked at his fly. She spread her legs, slipping her hands down to play with her pussy, using her fingers to slide through the mess both men had created.
His hands froze, his stare glued to her cunt. He dropped down, his mouth suddenly slurping her up, and she was too far-gone to care about anything. All she could do was revel in the lips against her clit, in the sounds he made.
She wriggled, luxuriating in the sensations, of the heat of the evening, and her lover’s caresses.
Gia saw movement in the periphery of her vision and looked at Josh as he stalked behind Luke, whose ass was in the air thanks to his position between her legs. Josh pressed a finger to his lips, and she smiled a cat’s smile of satisfaction and nodded in understanding. He reached into his jeans pocket for the ever-present tube of Vaseline he kept there. It was only a small cylinder, and it wasn’t intended for this purpose, but he’d used it more than once in an emergency. She often thanked God he sometimes suffered from chapped lips, because many impromptu fantasy-inspiring sex marathons had occurred thanks to that little pot.
Tonight was another memory to add to the pile, and she embraced it like she did every single one.
She licked her lips when he unfastened his zipper, revealing his cock to her. Her eyelids fluttered to shield her eyes from the sun but also to hide from the excruciating pleasure Luke was making her feel. She moaned when he nibbled gently against her clit, then squealed when his tongue—a hot, branding presence—slid inside her cunt. A muffled groan escaped him. Her eyelids popped open, enabling her to see that Josh’s cock was slick with the petroleum jelly, and she knew what was going on, because Luke’s pants were already about his lower thighs.
Josh did not waste time. Though her arms felt shaky, she forced herself to sit up and rest on her elbows. She couldn't see a damn thing, but she could easily imagine Josh’s thick shaft penetrating the tight rosette of Luke’s ass.
She moaned at the thought, but it was nothing to the sounds of ecstasy keening from Luke, which were mumbled against her pussy. Gia grabbed his head, and she forced him to look at her. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “Please.”
When he looked at her, obviously dazed by the unexpected reaming Josh was making him endure, he leaned up and covered her. She helped, scooting down so their sexes brushed. When his cock was at the gate of her cunt, she cried out, delighted by the sensation of his hardness against her, even though she was still tender.
Slowly, carefully, he pierced her. She wanted to weep; her eyes burned as the desire overcame her.
Josh began to fuck Luke in earnest, which made Luke’s shaft thrust randomly inside her. Sometimes going deep, sometimes stretching her wide. It was a rhythm she was used to, and her pussy welcomed it.
A groan escaped her as, with each stroke, new areas of her cunt were claimed. Josh’s pace increased until all three of them were juddering with the ricochet of each pounding.
She’d regret it in the morning, and a hot bath was most definitely in her future, but she didn’t care right now.
Gia enjoyed the moment, reveled in teasing and taunting and exciting Luke, and when he came, his roar of ecstasy went bounding into the yard. She felt the slow, sluggish pelt of his cum filling her and wanted to roar herself.
Her cunt clamped down on his cock, milking him, rejoicing in the moment enough to experience a gentle orgasm, one she hadn’t known she was capable of after the afternoon’s entertainment.
This climax was night to that one’s day, but this one was soothing, cleansing. Just like Josh had claimed her earlier, it was Luke’s turn.
And Josh, well, he’d reaffirmed the bond between the two men.
She prayed that this time, Luke’s seed would take and she could come to him and tell him the good news before he
She lowered her gaze, content to watch as Luke desperately worked at his fly. She spread her legs, slipping her hands down to play with her pussy, using her fingers to slide through the mess both men had created.
His hands froze, his stare glued to her cunt. He dropped down, his mouth suddenly slurping her up, and she was too far-gone to care about anything. All she could do was revel in the lips against her clit, in the sounds he made.
She wriggled, luxuriating in the sensations, of the heat of the evening, and her lover’s caresses.
Gia saw movement in the periphery of her vision and looked at Josh as he stalked behind Luke, whose ass was in the air thanks to his position between her legs. Josh pressed a finger to his lips, and she smiled a cat’s smile of satisfaction and nodded in understanding. He reached into his jeans pocket for the ever-present tube of Vaseline he kept there. It was only a small cylinder, and it wasn’t intended for this purpose, but he’d used it more than once in an emergency. She often thanked God he sometimes suffered from chapped lips, because many impromptu fantasy-inspiring sex marathons had occurred thanks to that little pot.
Tonight was another memory to add to the pile, and she embraced it like she did every single one.
She licked her lips when he unfastened his zipper, revealing his cock to her. Her eyelids fluttered to shield her eyes from the sun but also to hide from the excruciating pleasure Luke was making her feel. She moaned when he nibbled gently against her clit, then squealed when his tongue—a hot, branding presence—slid inside her cunt. A muffled groan escaped him. Her eyelids popped open, enabling her to see that Josh’s cock was slick with the petroleum jelly, and she knew what was going on, because Luke’s pants were already about his lower thighs.
Josh did not waste time. Though her arms felt shaky, she forced herself to sit up and rest on her elbows. She couldn't see a damn thing, but she could easily imagine Josh’s thick shaft penetrating the tight rosette of Luke’s ass.
She moaned at the thought, but it was nothing to the sounds of ecstasy keening from Luke, which were mumbled against her pussy. Gia grabbed his head, and she forced him to look at her. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “Please.”
When he looked at her, obviously dazed by the unexpected reaming Josh was making him endure, he leaned up and covered her. She helped, scooting down so their sexes brushed. When his cock was at the gate of her cunt, she cried out, delighted by the sensation of his hardness against her, even though she was still tender.
Slowly, carefully, he pierced her. She wanted to weep; her eyes burned as the desire overcame her.
Josh began to fuck Luke in earnest, which made Luke’s shaft thrust randomly inside her. Sometimes going deep, sometimes stretching her wide. It was a rhythm she was used to, and her pussy welcomed it.
A groan escaped her as, with each stroke, new areas of her cunt were claimed. Josh’s pace increased until all three of them were juddering with the ricochet of each pounding.
She’d regret it in the morning, and a hot bath was most definitely in her future, but she didn’t care right now.
Gia enjoyed the moment, reveled in teasing and taunting and exciting Luke, and when he came, his roar of ecstasy went bounding into the yard. She felt the slow, sluggish pelt of his cum filling her and wanted to roar herself.
Her cunt clamped down on his cock, milking him, rejoicing in the moment enough to experience a gentle orgasm, one she hadn’t known she was capable of after the afternoon’s entertainment.
This climax was night to that one’s day, but this one was soothing, cleansing. Just like Josh had claimed her earlier, it was Luke’s turn.
And Josh, well, he’d reaffirmed the bond between the two men.
She prayed that this time, Luke’s seed would take and she could come to him and tell him the good news before he
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