Chapter Seven
Mia
Fucking hell. This feels so good. I know that Mal has different sized strapons, he’s shown them to me, but I’ve never had s*x with someone with a strapon before, not on the giving or the receiving end, but this is definitely an interesting experience.
I grind against Mal as I try to not let my hand falter around Dylan, who keeps kissing me.
They’re taking over my head, everything in my mind.
Then Dylan’s hand slides to the side and down, and he reaches between my legs, sliding a finger over my c**t and my head starts to spin. Too good. Way too good.
I want to keep going for longer, much longer, but I feel that I won’t be able to keep my o****m off. I grip Dylan, trying to stay up as my head spins, my mind going all fuzzy. And then another body appears behind me, Tom
