LOGAN
For some reason she felt different this time, more eager, more frenzied than ever before. It could’ve been because there were three of us now. Or maybe it was because we’d been teasing her all day, and the anticipation of finally bedding her together was just too much to bear.
It didn’t hurt, of course, that she was dressed like one of Santa’s naughtiest helpers. Holly’s eyes screwed shut as I sank into her, her n*****s stiffening upward as her back arched.
“f**k me…”
She murmured the words from around Dylan’s c**k, nuzzling hard between his legs. I could see her perspiring now, and even that was cute. It could’ve been from the fire, or it could’ve been from being so thoroughly, satisfyingly f****d.
God. Just look at her.
Visually, I’d never been more turned on. Holly’s outfit
