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“Okay, Moe, go for it,” I said. “Boob away.”
Moe wiggled closer, pushing his now hard cock against my ass. He slid his hands upward along my waist to my breasts, finding the nipples through the fabric of my crop top.
Heat exploded between my legs, and I tilted my head back, letting out a small moan.
“Fuck, you look so hot when you do that,” Jag said.
With a grin, I lowered my gaze to his dicktar.
It had grown a bit thicker. I wrapped my fist around his head, and it throbbed against my palm. Well, he could get hard while in his dickstrument state after all.
Jag gripped my wrist and dropped his forehead to rest against mine. “It’s different like this.”
I quickly tasted his lips. “Different how?”
As he opened his mouth to answer, I squeezed his tip and his words turned to a moan.
I chuckled and, with my free hand, reached down to fondle his balls. He moaned again.
“Different how?” I asked innocently. I was surprised I could sound so chaste with Moe working my nipples.
Jag growled in annoyance. “Better, good,” he managed to say, any ability to conjure poetic words now gone.
He was coming undone already, but I wanted to turn him into a helpless pile of goo. “Can I taste you?”
He gasped. “Yes, please.”
“Wow, I didn’t even have to ask you to be polite.”
He growled again, annoyed but not enough to ask me to stop.
I took a step back, pushing against Moe. He grunted and his hips thrust forward, nestling his cock against my ass. I wiggled a little to make him even happier.
“Can I taste you too?” he said against my ear.
I let out a small gasp as my heart skipped a beat and my pussy clenched. “Yes.”
“I’m very good at this, and I won’t get distracted, I promise!”
Oh yeah, his clit biting story. At this point, I was so wet, I didn’t even care if Moe’s attention came with teeth.
Leaning forward, I slipped out of Moe’s hands and wrapped my lips around Jag’s tip.
Fuck, he was so thick, I had to nearly unhinge my jaw. He fit so tight that when I breathed out, it would probably create a vacuum in my throat. And damn it, if I didn’t love it anyway.
I didn’t take him in any deeper because of the strings along his length. I alternated sucking his tip and licking it with my tongue as I rubbed my hands up and down his length. I caught his strings by accident, sending clear notes through the room.
Jag moaned. His hand knotted in my hair, and a tingle ran down my spine.
Behind me, Moe slid my pants down. His fingers were rough against my skin, making me shiver. I wasn’t wearing underwear because the shop didn’t sell any, and I was fucking fed up with the granny panties from the prison. So once Moe had slid my pants down, I was bare and half bent over in front of him.
“Mmm, pretty,” he said in his usual way with words.
His hands roamed over my ass and thighs. He must have dropped to his knees because his breath was hot against my aching pussy. I groaned around Jag’s cock, desperate now for one of them to finger me, lick me, anything.
Moe was a sweetie, not one to make me wait. He grabbed my thighs and pressed his tongue to my opening. I gasped, and my hands clenched on Jag’s cock. He moaned, and his grip tightened in my hair as though he was drowning.
As I sucked Jag, Moe slid his tongue between my folds and found my clit. A cry escaped me, muffled by Jag’s enormous dicktar in my mouth.
