Claimed by the wrong leister brother
My cunt clenched around his fingers, pulsing, gushing and coating his hand such that it dripped onto his pants.
At the same moment, amber cried out, her body arching as her partner’s mouth devoured her through her climax.
The room seemed to tilt.
Kade withdrew his fingers slowly. His hand came up to caress my head, smoothing my hair back from my damp forehead.
“Good Covey. Such a good fucking girl.”
The women rose and disappeared through the door. The music seemed to fade and I lay against his chest, boneless, breathless and utterly speechless.
“So, are we still seeing Luca?” He asked.