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“Furby,” she answers.

I collect some of her arousal and circle my finger over her tight ring of muscle. “That’s our girl.”

Beck’s grin widens at my words. “Play with her ass, Noah. Make it eat up that plug so I can suck your cock while she watches.”

“Say less,” I groan, my shaft pressing so hard against my shorts there will be an imprint of the zipper on it.

I uncap the lube and squirt more than necessary over the plug and onto her ass. The bed jostles as Beck shifts to hold Quinn’s legs in a firmer hold.

“Relax, pretty girl,” he murmurs as I press the tip of the plug to her back entrance. It slips in easily aided by all the lube, and Quinn moans, the muscle opening for me as she surrenders to the new sensation. It only takes a few seconds before I’m able to press more in, the dark-pink skin sucking up the object. It’s one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.

“So good, Sunshine,” I praise. “Your ass looks so sexy taking a plug.”

“Fuck!” Quinn moans. “More!”

I don’t make her wait, working part of the plug in and out a few times to warm her up before the largest part breaches her.

“Oh god!” she cries.

“You’re doing so good,” I praise. “It’s almost all the way in.”

I use my other hand to slide through her slit until my finger is wedged against her sensitive clit. She trembles, and I use her moment of pleasure to seat the plug completely in her ass, the flared base the only thing visible now.

“Good fucking girl.” I kiss up the back of her thigh before I press on it, wiggling the plug.

“Oh!” she keens.

“Lower her legs,” I tell Beck. He doesn’t balk at my command, lowering them for me so we can both see her face.

“How’s it feel?” I ask.

“Different, but I like it.”

I massage her calf. “You were so good for me. I can’t wait to see how well your ass takes my cock.”

“Who said you get her ass?”

I blatantly trail my gaze from Beck’s face down to the massive bulge in his shorts. Speaking from someone who’s taken that cock in my ass just this morning, I know Quinn needs more than one plugging session to take him there.

“We don’t break our toys.”

Beck barks a laugh before dragging me over to him. He falls back on the bed next to Quinn, and I ungracefully flop on top of him. I’m not able to get a word out before he’s kissing me, his big hand holding my head in place as he devours me as he likes to do.

Time passes, and with each swipe of his tongue and slide of our clothed bodies over one another, my cock gets harder, and I need more.

I pull back, seated over Beck’s hips to remove my shirt. I help him remove his as well before he reaches for the button of my shorts. Quinn stops him with her hand over his. We both look at our pink-haired beauty, her blue eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Need something, pretty girl?” Beck asks.

She bites her lower lip and nods, unbuttoning my shorts and pulling down the zipper. “I want you both to use my mouth before you fuck me.”

Beck and I stare at her like she just told us about the Eighth Wonder of the World. Quinn slides her hand into the open placket of my shorts and wraps her fingers around my bare cock.

“Fuck.” I groan.

“Is that a request or an order?” Beck asks coltishly.

“An order,” she demands.