I couldn’t breathe right. Not with Hudson’s cock still buried deep inside me, thick and throbbing, and his two fingers pressed right alongside it—curling, stretching, making every ridge and vein feel impossibly doubled. The burn was perfect, filthy, overwhelming. My body shook like it didn’t know whether to clench down or open wider, so it did both at once.I was on my back, legs hooked over Hudson’s shoulders, ass lifted just enough for him to drive in deeper. Sweat slicked my skin, pooling in the hollow of my throat. My hands were fisted in the sheets so hard my knuckles ached.And Riley—God, Riley—was straddling my chest now, facing Hudson. Her thighs framed my face, warm and soft, the scent of her arousal sharp and sweet. She’d stripped out of her leggings sometime in the last few minutes while I was too lost in the stretch to notice. Now her pussy hovered just above my mouth, glistening, swollen, begging.“Look at him,” she said, voice low and wrecked, talking to Hudson like I wa
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