War of Threes
“Yes, baby. Oh, Goddess. I’m going to cum!”
Meredith pulls off of me. “Fill me up, Hakeem. Make me cum.”
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Take it, Merry! Here it comes!” I see Hakeem still behind Meredith, his grip on her hips hard and his tendons standing out on his neck.
“Hakeem!” she shrieks and I see her head fall to the bed, her body stilling and clenching as she cums.
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