“Chur.” Jim's voice was dry and low.
The distinctive sound of latex rolling over flesh made Gina shiver, contracting around Sam, which made him hiss.
“There you go, Jim-boy” Matt said, and then there was a sound of a quick smooch. “Mmm. Banana-flavored banana. Gina, have you got some more of that lube?”
Trying to keep breathing, Gina focused on the dark, wide, bottomless ocean of Sam’s gaze. “In my bag.” She focused on keeping her pelvis rocking, on the quiet storm of the f**k she was already enjoying.
A cool hand touched the base of her spine and then pushed smoothly down to cup her right butt cheek. “You sure this is okay, Gina, ae-in?” Jim rumbled.
“Want you,” she whispered, eyes still locked on Sam. “Both of y'all. Inside of me. All three of y'all. Told you: I'm up for anything i
