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Mav’s shoulders tense but then she throws herself at him, kissing him as if his face isn’t still covered in her release and his tongue isn’t coated in her taste.

Their kiss is wild and dirty and everything it should be after years of holding out.

Behind them, JD rips open his pants and pulls his metal-loaded dick out.

If Mav hasn’t been scared off this far, then one look at that thing should do it.

I might have two bars through mine, but fuck if I was subjecting myself to the kind of torture JD did.

With his dick in his hand, JD leans forward and whispers something in her ear.

I can’t hear, but it doesn’t take a genius to guess what it was. And it becomes pretty fucking clear when she sinks like a stone to her knees, dragging Mav’s borrowed sweats down with her.

His dick springs free, but she doesn’t miss a beat, instantly wrapping her hand around it.

“Fucking asshole,” I mutter, noticing that her fingers barely meet. Of course he’s fucking packing in the junk department. Pussy doesn’t seem to have any piercings, though. Not that I’m looking that closely.

His head falls back in pleasure, but it doesn’t last long because she leans forward and licks up the length of his shaft before sucking on the head.

His eyes dart down to watch her as she swallows him down and his fingers sink into her hair, controlling her movements.

Meanwhile, JD is still wanting behind her, jerking his own dick. I’m amazed he doesn’t try sneaking in on the action to get a little head of his own. He is all about sharing the love after all.

Smug fucking asshole.

But he seems content just watching her and playing with himself.

I would call him pathetic, but at least he’s a known participant in this little gang bang.

In an embarrassingly short amount of time, Mav’s previously smooth hip movement becomes jerky and erratic and he throws his head back, roaring out his release so loud, I don’t need the speakers to hear it.

Alana, the good little whore she is, swallows him down before he collapses back onto my fucking couch in a sweaty heap of limbs.

“Dove.” JD growls, reaching for her hair and dragging her around like a rag doll.

In seconds, she’s parted her lips for him, but my eyes don’t linger on them, instead, they find Mav who’s watching them with a heated, yet slightly horrified expression on his face.

He’s probably spent years imagining what it might be like to get sucked off by his wife. I bet in none of those fantasies there was another man waiting to fill the hole he just vacated.

I continue stroking myself, my own release tingling at the base of my spine as I turn my attention back to Alana as she hollows her cheeks and takes as much of JD as she can.

His teeth clench, his jaw pops, and every muscle in his body pulls tight before he also spills down her throat.

I shake my head as jealousy floods through my veins.

What I wouldn’t fucking give to walk out there now and take my turn.

I won’t, though.

She’s already a big enough distraction from what’s really important here. The second I cave to temptation, I know that I’ll be fully pulled in by her magical voodoo pussy and I’ll lose sense of what I should be doing.

My hard-on wanes as I think about Victor and the end game I’ve been working toward for far too long now.

My eyes are still focused on the screen, but I don’t see what’s going on, my vision is blurred as I fist myself harder, desperate for the release the others have already found.

I’ve no idea how much time passes but movement at the door makes my heart jump into my throat. The second I discover who it is, though, my erection returns full force because she’s standing there naked with my tank hanging from her fingers.

“You really are a perv, aren’t you, Harris?” she sneers, her voice rough from her screaming orgasm not so long ago. Her eyes move from mine to the computer screen that clearly shows Mav and JD lying out on the couches like they’ve had their souls sucked from their bodies to my aching dick.

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