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It comes in spurts, and I taste the saltiness right away.
His moan is strained as I stay frozen on my knees, waiting for when I’m supposed to swallow. Until he suddenly pulls out, and Brooks’ mouth seals over mine. His tongue pushes inside my mouth.
A sweeter taste mixes with what’s already in my mouth, so I instinctively swallow while Brooks kisses the fuck out of me.
My arms wrap around his neck as my bra-covered breasts press against his chest. We feel depraved, cum mixed in our mouths as we feverishly kiss, on our knees, in front of Wells and Brody. But something about it calls to every hidden desire I possess.
Brooks pulls away and smiles at me before he runs his thumb over my bottom lip.
“Good girl.”
Before I know what’s happening, I’m hauled to my feet and into Brody’s arms. A squeal erupts from me before I laugh.
I just gave my first blow job. And I swallowed.
So many thoughts are hitting me that I can barely keep them straight, but I do register someone saying, “Your turn, Margot.”
Oh…it’s my turn.
I’m tossed directly onto the bed this time, making me scream-laugh, before they descend.
My ankles are grabbed, pulling me down their giant ass bed, before Brooks spreads my legs and starts crawling up between them.
At the same time, Wells grabs my jaw, turning my head, making room for him to kiss my neck.
I exhale harshly, feeling like I’m right back in serious sensory overload.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Brody says, rubbing his palm over my stomach before he drags his hand roughly up between the cleavage in my bra, then hooks his finger around the material and yanks.
My breasts are exposed, nipples hard.
I gasp, arching off the bed. But the sound’s eaten because Wells kisses me, stealing my breath, just as Brody takes my nipple between his teeth.
Oh my god.
I feel like I can’t catch my breath. I’m like a person who doesn’t know how to swim, who’s been thrown into the deep end of a pool. Because I don’t know where to turn or what to do.
I’m mentally flailing.
Brooks nips the inside of my knee, making me jump until I shiver when Brody kneads the breast he’s not laving his tongue over.
My hand lifts as I try to bring it to touch Wells’ face as he kisses me deeply, but there’s a body in the way, so I drop my arm, opening one eye to try and get my bearings.
Jesus, I’m so turned on and around and…underwater.
Brooks runs his tongue higher and higher up my thigh, and I want to moan, but Wells is owning my thoughts and mouth. That is until Brody flicks his tongue over my impossibly hard bud, making my breast ache with lust.
It’s as if the sensation is linked all the way to my pussy.
Fuck. I’m drowning in need.
Everything’s just happening all at once. Lips press to the crease between my thigh and pussy, teeth graze my skin, fingers press into my flesh, and I think…
I think every single thought I’ve ever had.
Which is why my body reacts before my mind knows what I’m doing.
“Stop. Hold on…pause, pause, pause…” I rush out with a sharp intake of breath. I sit up, breaking lips and hands off me. “I’m sorry…I just. I’m sorry…”
