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“We won’t bother you,” she says, panting lightly, glancing sideways at me.
“What?” I croak, my fingers clenching on the edge of the counter.
“Finish your pies,” Jet says, not even sparing me a glance. “I’ve been horny all day, and all the food has made me fucking hungry.” He bends over Candy, spreads her legs wider, and reaches to the side to grab the bottle of whipped cream from the counter. “Very hungry.”
I swallow hard. “Jet—”
“It’s okay if you just wanna watch,” Jet says, shaking the bottle, then squeezing out the fluffy cream between Candy’s legs. “You being so busy with cooking and all.”
And he throws her legs over his shoulders and goes down on her, hands braced on the table, her moans ringing inside the small kitchen.
Jesus Christ. I’m in serious danger of blowing my load. I’m about to burst. My hand wanders down to my crotch without any conscious thought. My dick hurts, it’s so hard, and I push it down, trying to ease some of the pressure. I wanna grab the bottle of whipped cream from the table and cover her tits with it, then lick them clean. I wanna push Jet out of the way and taste her.
Or maybe use the cream on him. I haven’t gone down on him in a while.
Fuck. I love feeding them. The combination of food with sex is blowing my mind. Why didn’t I think of this first?
Jet lifts his head, shooting me a glance. Yeah, I’m watching. Nothing could tear me away right now. Let the damn pies burn in the oven.
“Pass me the syrup,” he says, and I struggle to move, my body tense with need. “I think it will go well with the cream.”
I grab the bottle and pass it to him, squeezing so hard syrup overflows from the top. Just like my dick. Leaking.
It’s like all the tension in my mind and body has converged in my cock, turning it into a pole of steel. Just the friction of the cotton in my briefs might prove too much if I don’t take matters into my own hands soon.
Literally.
Jet dribbles syrup over Candy’s spread pussy. She’s breathing hard, her pretty tits rising and falling. I’m dying to free them from that blouse, run my tongue over her nipples.
Impatiently, I tear the apron off me and slide my hand into my briefs, biting the inside of my cheek not to groan out loud when my fingers curl around the hot length of my dick. Pleasure shivers up my spine, and my balls tighten.
Jet pours more sticky syrup and Candy moans as it coats her folds. My breath catches when Jet bends over her again, a wicked gleam in his eyes, and I move closer, needing to see more.
“J…” Candy rolls her eyes toward me, her body trembling as Jet eats her out, her hips lifting. “Kiss me…”
Oh shit, yes. I want her to come as I kiss her, to feel her shake against me. Now I’m panting, too, unable to get enough air. I pull my hand out of my briefs and lean over her, pressing my mouth to hers.
Her hands lift and clamp on my shoulders as she starts to shake and cries out in my mouth. This is hotter than hell, this is…
“Sexy,” Jet growls, straightening and lowering Candy’s legs from his shoulders to the table. He licks his lips and grins at us.
I pull back for air, and Candy flops back on the table, shivering. She looks delicious like this, sated, relaxed, her eyes dazed. I need to get inside her.
But I also want J
et.
In one swift movement, I push him against the wall and he gasps, startled. He’s overdressed, but he’s so hard his cock is fully outlined through the thick fabric of his jeans.
He swallows, the knot in his throat bobbing, his eyes a bottomless black. “Whacha gonna do, J?”
“Guess.” I pull back just enough to undo Jet’s pants, and have to bite back a moan at the heated look he sends me.
I’m vaguely aware of Candy sitting up on the table top and watching us, but then I focus on pulling his jeans and briefs down his strong legs. His dick juts out, rock hard, thick veins standing out on the underside, the flared head flushed.
Then I reach for the syrup and Jet groans, the back of his head thumping against the wall.
“Damn,” he breathes.
