At the question in Alex’s eyes, I nodded, a silent agreement that sent a fresh thrill through me.
Jack withdrew slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, his hand lingering at my entrance as if to claim me fully.
Alex took his place, his c**k thick and ready, pressing against my slick folds. He slid in, filling me completely; his strokes were deliberate, each one hitting a spot inside me that made me cry out.
Jack's hand moved to my breasts, playing with my n*****s as Alex thrust into me.
The sensations were too much, too overwhelming, and I felt myself falling, the world spinning out of control. And then, just as I thought I couldn't take any more, Jack slid a finger into my mouth, and I tasted the salt of him, the promise of his own climax.
I sucked on his finger, my hips rising to me
