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LILY
We’d spent the weekend in a tangle of limbs covered in sweat and c*m, but my wrecked a*s wouldn’t be taking another d**k for at least a week or two. My p***y and mouth had gotten one hell of a workout too though, and I’d never been so jelly-legged in all my life.
Grey and Blaine had often become caught up in the l**t among the three of us, their mouths finding each other’s, but not once had I felt left out or on the sidelines. Same as in the shower Friday night, they took care of me before getting off.
There was no frotting, no man-on-man blow jobs, and no f*****g that didn’t include me.
But I wondered what would happen with the two of them being alone. Would the men explore the door I’d pushed open between them sooner than I’d planned on? Would they realize they didn’t need a
