never leaving hers. His thick fingers entwined in
her brown curls, and he inhaled.
"Apples, Erin. You have no idea how much I love a fresh,
tart, crispy apple." His fingers slid through her folds. "So wet,
baby. So fucking wet."
Oh yeah. She was wet all right. When the moist tip of his
tongue probed her clit, a climax hit her full force. Vibrations
shimmied through her body, but before ecstasy had barely
waned, Nick had straddled her and the head of his cock
prodded against her lips.
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"You turn an adorable shade of pink when you come,
honey." He nudged his cock head into her mouth. "Wait till I
make you come, though. It'll be fucking fantastic."
No doubt it would be. Erin took Nick's shaft between her
lips with voracious hunger. A drop of pre-cum salted her
tongue, and the velvety hardness felt like silk in her mouth.
She licked the smooth tip, his groans exciting her.
All the while Landon worked her pussy like a cat lapping
rich cream. Strong hands pushed her thighs upward, and her
skin met the warmth of Nick's hips. Her pussy was on display
now, at Landon's mercy. His lips, teeth, and tongue tantalized
her labia, her slick opening, and especially her swollen clit.
Her whole body hummed with awareness. Warmth, then cold.
Then warmth again. She writhed, ground her cunt against
Landon's talented mouth. Taking more of Nick's engorged
cock, she sucked and released, the thrusts of her lips in
tandem with her hips as Landon stabbed her with his long,
sleek tongue.
"Mmm," he said against her wetness. "You taste so good,
baby. I could eat you all night."
Okay by her. She moaned, and Nick increased the thrusts
of his hips, giving her more cock. Happy to oblige, she sucked
him deep, his tip grazing the back of her throat. What she
wouldn't give to suck him to completion, to feel the warmth of
his cum trickle into her mouth, down her throat.
"Sorry, honey." He withdrew and she whimpered. "Not this
time. I'm coming in that sweet cunt of yours."
Again? How did he know what she was thinking?
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"Ah!" Landon's finger plunged into her. Another orgasm
was imminent. Damn, she wanted Nick to come. Longed to
taste his essence.
"Another time." Nick withdrew his penis. Glistening and
beautiful, it bobbed against her chin. She craned her neck,
but he held it just out of her reach.
For a split second, Erin thought she might die if she
couldn't taste his cum, but when a forceful climax hit her, all
thoughts washed away.
Only feeling remained. Beautiful, unbridled feeling. She
soared, her body shivered. Icy warmth glided through her,
and when she relaxed, Nick was between her legs. Both he
and Landon probed her pussy. Two thick fingers nursed her
through the remains of her climax. Slow and sweet, they slid
in and out.
"Mmm, beautiful, Erin," Nick said. "You're beautiful when
you come."
"Yes, you are," Landon agreed. His finger drifted from her
channel, leaving Nick penetrating her.
"Turn her over and take her from behind," Landon said. "I
want those luscious lips on my dick."
Nick slid his finger from her and gently rolled her to her
tummy. "Gorgeous ass," he murmured. He slapped both
cheeks lightly.
Never had Erin imagined a slap could feel so good. The
sting reverberated through her body and landed back at her
clit. Aching, throbbing. How could she still be so needy after
two orgasms?
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Oh, but she was. She needed more. So much more. Nick's
cock in her pussy. Landon's in her mouth. That would be a
good start. She wiggled her bottom and crawled up on her
knees.
"Beautiful." Nick probed her pussy with his thick fingers
then trailed the wetness into the crease of her ass. He
pressed on her anus, and she jolted. "Mmm, like that?"
Erin couldn't speak. She thought her head nodded, but she
wasn't sure.
Gently, slowly, he poked the tip of his finger into her tight
opening.
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