My c**k throbbed hard as I withdrew my finger and ran my tongue over it, licking her pússy juices.
I should not want her like this. I should not crave a woman who gets passed around like a shared dessert. But God help me, as she purrs softly with her pússy exposed, it makes me want her more.
I leaned forward, and just as she started talking about how useful she could be, I sank my teeth into her ass cheek. Her words cut off instantly, replaced by the softest little squeak.
Fúck, the sound shot straight through me.
I moved my face closer, drawn like a magnet. My eyes stayed fixed on her glistening folds. Her pússy was still wet, not just from her own arousal, but from the cúm dripping out of her—other men’s cúm. Probably two. Maybe three.
My c**k pulsed just looking at it. I ran two f
