Amy
“Jesus, f**k!” Lestat curses, as my orgasm drenches him. His hips jerk erratically, and I realize he’s holding back from cumming himself. The fact that he hasn’t exploded yet is mind-blowing.
Kenny groans at the sight, pumping his c**k faster as he watches me unravel again. My vision blurs as tears of overwhelming bliss leak out. I sob with ecstasy, riding out every wave as Lestat continues to thrust slowly, working me through it, his fingers never leaving my oversensitive c**t.
It’s almost too much; my swollen flesh throbs, my nerves on fire. I wail and collapse back against Lestat, who finally relents and stops torturing my c**t, wrapping his arm around my waist to hold my trembling body.
I’m a panting, boneless mess between them, utterly spent. A faint sheen of sweat covers my
