Leif
My heart is beating so hard in my chest. I feel like I might have a heart attack. I have both of them here. I have Ivy and Ronan in my apartment, Ivy on my lap, and Ronan sitting next to us with his d**k hard against his jeans.
My c*ck is throbbing, Ivy's tongue roaming my mouth and I feel like a preteen. I feel like I will come in any second as she grinds down on me and it's taking a lot of concentration. Like...puppies being killed in wood chippers type of concentration.
Ronan leans forward and places his lips on the back of her neck. She lets out a needy moan, pressing her soaked p*ssy harder against the front of my pants.
I feel a hand go in between my body and hers and my jeans being undone. I don't know if it's her or him doing it, but I won't stop them. I know I can't go
