Ian’s fingers slipped inside my entrance, rocking back and forth as his thumb pressed lightly on my c**t.
“Ah Ian, please don’t stop.”
“Never.”
With every stroke of his fingers and every movement of his hand, it was pure pleasure. I opened my eyes and locked on to Damien, he reached out and put his hand on Ian’s back, waiting to see how he would respond. Ian hissed and arched his back more in response to his touch and that was all Damien needed to see. He moved closer, positioning himself behind Ian. He leaned down and kissed at Ian’s neck, eliciting a deep moan.
I watched as Damien’s hand came around to Ian’s chest and moved across the hard, defined muscles.
“Oh Goddess, yes,” I said out loud at the sight of them. I was so close.
“You gonna c*m for us
