The thought of it pushed me to the edge. There was no way I could hold off another orgasm. It was just too much. I came, this time on a silent cry, Sam following me. My pleasure brought on his, and he thrust hard, held himself buried as I milked the c*m from him.
He pulled out, and Nik pulled my hands from about Sam’s neck.
Nik hooked an arm at my waist and rolled onto his back, taking me with him so I was on top, straddling him.
Kissing me, he ran a hand up and down my sweaty back, stroked my bottom. I felt Sam move over us, and it was Nik who widened my legs so Sam could get between, this time from behind.
Sam’s grip at my hip tugging me up was all that he needed to sink two fingers deep into my p***y.
Nik broke the kiss but watched me, took in every nuance of my face as Sam stroked
