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“Flood my fucking pussy with—”
He grunted once, loudly, like an animal screaming in pain or frustration. Then I felt him go off…
Oh God…
It was tremendous and powerful. Boone’s cock began throbbing and jumping inside me, splashing thick jets of his searing hot come all over the inside of my womb. I could feel it thrumming, like a motor. Spasming rhythmically again and again, so achingly deep in my pussy it felt like he was somewhere up in my belly.
“That’s it baby…” I smiled up at him. “Oh yes!”
If he heard me I couldn’t tell. He certainly didn’t see me. Boone’s eyes were screwed shut like a weightlifter trying for his new personal record. His handsome face was contorted into a beautiful mask of pleasure mixed with torment, and for several glorious moments I just lay there, utterly possessed by him.
This… this is incredible…
It was hotter than anything I’d experienced in my entire life. My other two lovers sat by, watching intently while their companion emptied his balls into me. And me, just laying there in awe. Enjoying the sights and sounds and feel of this powerful, gorgeous man who was using my body as his own personal receptacle.
By the time Boone rolled off me I was swollen and full. I glanced down and noticed a small river of come, running out of my pussy.
“Damn, guys...”
I stretched out like a cat, growling in contentment. Relishing the welcome warmth of the fire on my naked, unblemished skin. Any last shred of modesty I might’ve still had was long gone. I was theirs now. They were mine. We somehow belonged to each other, all four of us, clothing and nakedness be damned.
I felt a hard body spoon up against me from behind. When I turned with a smile I saw Jeremy. He looked down and yawned adorably.
“Can we all agree it’s time to sleep now?”
Thirty-Eight
SHANE
It was bizarre, waking up to the smell of food. My stomach lurched. My nostrils flared. Every nerve ending in my body tingled at once, with some heightened sense of awareness I never even knew I had.
“Is… is that…”
“Rice and beans,” Boone said, stirring some strange metal pot near the fire. “Lentils, actually. But who’s keeping score?”
In lieu of a spoon, he was stirring with a piece of splintered wood. He could’ve been using a spent fuel rod from a nuclear reactor for all I cared. I was still eating it.
“Holy shit… is it ready?”
My stomach growled now, so loudly we both heard it. Boone looked at me and smiled.
“Almost.” He nodded casually over my shoulder, to where Morgan and Jeremy were still spooned against one other. The fire was low, but not out. “Should we wake them?”
“Nah. Just save them some.”
Boone nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
I looked at the strange flared pot again and realized it wasn’t a pot. It was definitely metal though. Brass or something. Decorated fancily around the edges.
“What is that?”
“A spittoon I think, from the old hotel. Some kind of cuspidor.”
“Ewww, gross!”
He laughed. “Still want your share?”
“You fucking know I do.”
