Carly
After Kyler and I showered and many orgasms later, we dressed and headed to the living dining area. Jonathan smirked. “Next time it's you and me showering Carly Bear whilst Ky does breakfast.”
I nod and Kyler leads me over to the table. And we both sat down. Jonathan places the plates of full English down and sits down, pouring the juice into the glasses that were set on the table. He places the carton down and grins. “Dig in.”
We all sit silently eating. This is how I would like to wake up every morning with both of them sitting next to me at the table eating in blissful silence. A hand falls on each of my legs, sliding up my thighs. They head south under my loosely fitted t-shirt to my private, they continue eating. I try hard to eat as they creep further up and start caressing
