Jade
Devon walked over to us and sat on the bed beside me, his hand moving to trail his fingertips from my neck to the side of my waist as if he were admiring me. As Chase pushed his tongue into my p***y, I gasped and gripped Devon's hand as tight as I could for support.
"He wants to get buried in you, Dove," he murmured, noticing how tightly I'd gripped him, "We can't blame my brother, can we? You are too f*****g addictive." He leaned closer to my face, taking a drag, and without blowing out the smoke, he pulled me in for a kiss, and my body, on its own, sucked in the smoke from his mouth. The slight burn in my chest from the smoke made the feel of Chase's tongue and lips on my p***y even better- I loved it. I f*****g loved it.
Devon pulled away ever so slowly, his lips now bru
