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“No issue from me.” Brody shrugs. “If it gets her turned on enough to let me in her pussy, I’m all for it.”
Wilder grabs his crotch. “You want to taste Honor on me?” he asks with a cocky grin.
“God, yes.” Rafferty sounds almost broken with the desire.
Holy hell, he’s been keeping this in all this time? It makes my heart twinge for him. I realize something then. He’s always the one who has to be in control. Always. He’s the one who the buck stops with, literally and figuratively. He holds us all together, and now we get to hold him.
“Kneel down and clean him up, Rafferty,” I say softly. “For me.”
Rafferty sinks fluidly to his knees, and with slightly shaking hands, reaches for Wilder, who is already half hard again.
He’s so big that even half hard, he’s a scarily impressive size. Rafferty leans in close and darts out his tongue, licking the head of Wilder’s cock. He flicks his tongue over the piercing and moans when Wilder’s slit weeps a flood of pre-cum.
Asher gives a kind of strangled moan and settles back against a tree to watch the show.
Dear God, if I thought I was doing this as a good deed, it has plenty of upside for me because it is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. For a man as powerful and in charge as Rafferty to be on his knees for another man makes my pussy clench.
“I can taste you, all over him,” Rafferty says as he pauses for a moment, running his fist up and down Wilder’s length.
Wilder is totally hard now, and I marvel at his powers of recovery.
“Suck it into your mouth,” I say. “The stretch is amazing.”
Rafferty does as I say and wraps his lips around Wilder, his cheeks puffing out as he sucks in his massive girth.
“Holy fuck,” Wilder hisses. “Jesus. God. Shit. Fuck.”
His head drops back, and he closes his eyes as Rafferty sucks him hard and fast, setting up a rhythm, but pausing every now and again to run his tongue all around the thick vein ridging the side of Wilder’s cock.
I’m so hot and horny at the sight I reach between my legs and start to stroke my clit.
“Oh, no, you don’t. I’ll take care of you.”
Brody is already naked, and he lies down on the blanket and beckons me. “Straddle me, Pan and use me to get yourself off while you watch the show.”
I do. I am dripping wet again, and I climb over him and straddle him. I twist up and down on him, setting up a rhythm and using his cock like my own personal dildo.
“Rub my clit gently,” I beg him.
He sucks his fingers into his mouth, wets them, and then does exactly as I ask.
The scene in front of me is so hot, I can’t look away. Rafferty moans around Wilder’s cock and rubs himself through the front of his pants.
“Take yourself out for me,” I say, breathless as I bounce on Brody.
Rafferty doesn’t need asking twice. He unzips and pulls himself out, and he’s already so hard his crown is purple and shiny with pre-cum.
“Don’t come, though,” I gasp as my pleasure builds. “Save it for me.”
“Christ,” Rafferty says, all muffled as Wilder pumps in and out of his mouth.
“I’m going to come,” I say with a desperate tone to my words. “Oh, God, I am going to come again.” It scares me the way this approaching orgasm feels.
“Come on, Pan. Come all over my cock. Drown me,” Brody demands.
I cry out and come so hard I can’t hold myself up. I fall over Brody and helplessly grind against him as I come and come. He finds his own release, holding my hips and slamming into me.
God, I’m a wet, stretched, sloppy mess, and I know what I want.
