Her fingers found my bare pussy and I gasped into Malakai’s mouth. She traced my clit first, just the pad of one finger, light and cruel. I was so wet it made a soft sound. She rubbed slow circles over the swollen little bud while Malakai kept kissing me, swallowing every sound I made.“She’s dripping,” Dove said against my shoulder, her voice low and pleased. “Feel how messy she is already.”Malakai broke the kiss just enough to speak against my lips. “I know. She’s been like this since the car. Haven’t you?”“Yes,” I whispered. “Yes, daddy—”His hand tightened a little on my throat when I said it. Dove’s finger pressed harder on my clit.She kept rubbing me, steady and sure, while her mouth moved from my shoulder to the side of my neck. I was trapped between them. Malakai in front of me, kissing me again, his cock hard against my stomach through his pants. Dove behind me, her breasts pressed to my back, her hand under my dress working my clit in tight little circles.The pleasure bu
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