69 Dripping Fantasies
And her presence, watching, directing, made it filthier… hotter.
I never knew I craved this so badly. It’s like I was rediscovering myself.
About an hour ago I was just begging for even one, and now I had two. It felt like heaven.
As I spit all over Evan’s cock, thick strings of saliva dripping down his shaft, Lucan pulled me up to his mouth and kissed me hard. His tongue shoved in deep while his wife ran her hand down my back, slow, like she was memorizing every curve.
I was so filthy that while Lucan kissed me, I imagined him tasting Evan’s precum on my tongue. That thought made me whimper. I realized I was a total freak, and I loved it.