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Soren
Mickey pulls Gail through the door I’ve just unlocked and opened. She almost stumbles, but it doesn’t slow either of them down. Her lips part but before she can say anything, my friend claims her mouth. His hands are all over her body. Wasting no time, Gail presses her body against his, moaning into the kiss as he grabs fistfuls of her delicious ass.
“Fucking love your ass,” he growls into her mouth, squeezing harder.
Kicking the door closed, I move behind her, grinding my hard cock against her soft globes, effectively pushing her closer to Mickey. “Me too,” I rasp. “So fucking perfect.” My hands slide upwards, cupping her tits. I easily find her hardened nipples, tugging the hard peaks until she whimpers into Mickey’s mouth.
“Don’t stop,” she pants. Her hips undulate, seeking the both of us.
Eager to give her what she wants, I move my hands to her waist and, with deft fingers, I undo the button and zipper on her jeans. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” she moans as I push her jeans and thong down in one swift movement.
Dropping to my knees, I lift her left foot, removing the shoe before kissing the top of her limb and then I free it of her pants. I repeat it all on her other foot until she’s standing completely naked from her waist down.
Gail arches her back, and I can’t help but slap the white flesh of her ass. It jiggles enticingly as her answering moan goes straight to my cock. Instead of standing back up, I cup her hips and swiftly turn her around so I can see the apex of her thighs.
“Soren,” Gail gasps.
“What’s the rule, whore?” I rasp.
Instead of recoiling like she did the last time I called her that, she straightens her spine and looks down at me through hooded eyes. “The rules are whatever I want them to be,” she answers.
“Is that so?” I chuckle.
Mickey thrusts his hardness against her ass while his hands slide up her stomach. He moves them beneath the crop-whatever she’s wearing, and I can see him cup her tits. “So what do you want tonight, sweetness?” he rasps.
Gail moans and throws her head back against his shoulder. “Eat my pussy,” she demands huskily. “Lick me until I come on your tongue, Soren.” Her breathing is heavy and my gaze is drawn to the rise and fall of her breasts. “Now!”
“As you wish,” I smirk.
I sniff her pussy, and my cock twitches in my pants at the scent of her arousal. Gail moans as I flatten my tongue and lick the length of her cunt, hardening the tip as I reach her clit. I feel her hand on my head, trying to hold me firmly against her.
Lazily, I roll her swollen nub with my tongue until she moans my name, then I slide it between her drenched folds, probing at her entrance.
“Soren!”
“Yes, whore?” I rasp against her cunt. “Tell me what you want.”
Looking up, she has one arm behind her, probably stroking Mickey’s cock while he peppers her neck in licks and bites and plays with her nipples.
“I want your fingers insi—” Her words turn into a guttural moan as I lick her wetness. Her taste is sweet and tangy, like the best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted. I lap at her pussy like a hungry man at a feast.
Doing as she says, I replace my tongue with two fingers, inserting them into her wet heat. Her eyes roll back in her head, and I feel like I could come just from watching her. As my fingers piston in and out of her at a fast pace, I suck her clit into my mouth, letting my teeth graze the sensitive bud.
“Soren! Oh… fuck! Soren!”
Her legs begin to shake, but I don’t stop until she’s screaming my name over and over as she comes. I slowly pull my fingers out, and lick her cum straight from her opening. Fuck, I’m so hard for her, and with every moan and whimper I grow impossibly harder.
Gasping for air, Gail sags against Mickey, trusting him to hold her up while the pleasure courses through her veins. “Holy shit,” she pants, a mix of disbelief and arousal in her voice. “I can’t believe I just let you do that.”
I chuckle and stand up, cupping her cheeks. “It’s far from the first time I’ve tasted your pretty cunt,” I rasp, resting my forehead against hers.
She opens her mouth as if to say something, but instead of speaking, she angles her face so she’s closer. Then her tongue darts out, and she licks her own wetness from my lips. “Mhmm,” she hums in satisfaction. “I taste better on you than on my vibrator.”
“Fuck,” Mickey groans from behind her. “I need to be inside you, sweetness.”
Taking Gail’s hand, I intend to pull her into the living room, but she shakes her head. “Upstairs,” she pants. “Inmyroom.”
