“Hi,” she gasped.
Andy removed his finger from her, triggering another round of ecstasy. “God, you’re beautiful.”
Stroking Sean’s c**k, Lea laughed, “Which one of us?”
Lea could feel Andy bury his face in her belly, which was still trembling, so that she felt rather than heard him say, “Both.”
The only answer she could think to give was, “I love you.” And then into Sean’s lips. “I love you.” And before Sean could say anything mushy, she stood on shaky legs, pushed him into the chair, and then knelt between his thighs, and began to pleasure him with her lips, her tongue, her teeth.
If he could torture her, then she’d show him how it felt.
himSomehow, Lea didn’t think Sean would mind.
She felt Andy moving up behind her, unusually tentative. His hands found her p***y again, which welco
