Offered to the Triplet Alphas
Withdrawing my fingers from her pussy, I unzipped my jacket Xanthea was wearing, and the winds did the rest of the job of removing the rest of the clothes from her tits.
She shivered as the chilly winds brushed against her skin. I ran my fingers down her throat and a film of her juices spread on her skin.
‘Of course, I didn’t just call you here to piss Asher off. No. No. I had something to discuss with you two about our bride and, of course, because I wanted to fuck her… solo,’ I said, looking at Asher.
Asher overtook my bike and blocked the path. Applying the brake, I brought the bike to an abrupt halt.
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