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face him. “You ever been in a chain, sweet puss?”
    In all her experimenting, that was one thing she hadn’t done. “No, but I want it now.” She kissed his sexy mouth and squeezed his sac. “I saved the best for last.”
    Sham lay on his side, a lazy smile on his mouth as he listened to the conversation. “Show me what you want, Carol.” He sat up to rest against the tufted headboard. “I’ve never had the privilege of enjoying making love that way.”
    She fell into his arms, pulling Baron down with her. “Use your imagination, Sham. I’ll bet Baron can show both of us how it goes.”
    Both of her lovers probably knew plenty about every way there was to have sex, and they lured her into their net with skilled hands and talented mouths. She began to notice a subtle change in the way they touched each other, the slow but remarkable ease of carrying her into their lovemaking.
    They sat in a close circle, kissing her slowly, and finally each other while her heart pounded with expectation. They didn’t just kiss, they open-mouthed fused their lips, and she knew by the movement of their throats it was deep, tongue probing, making their cocks stretch to full mast. Droplets of pre-cum glistened on the tips, her tongue flicking out to lap them up. Baron closed his fingers around Sham’s beautiful shaft and worked the decorated flesh into a throbbing weapon that she needed inside her. Anywhere would be all right,.
    Sham licked her nipples and massaged Baron’s bag, the heat they generated coursing through her nerve endings to her slit. She took his free hand and placed it on her pussy, pushing his long fingers inside her wet slit. Baron gripped her waist and pushed her onto her knees, his cock slapping her ass as he leaned over her.
    Her back arched, and a new heat took over while Baron lubed her tense asshole with something warm and thick. Her anal muscles relaxed as he slowly traced her opening with his cock. She felt the pressure of his finger inside her while he reached under her, flicking her clit until she gasped, grinding her ass into his balls.
    His hungry groan incited a wicked urge in her blood to be one with both of her men. The sudden weight against her hips and the new touch of Sham’s hands on her hips sent her spiraling into a shower of orange stars and hearing her own voice demanding it all.
    “Now.” Her arms stiffened to hold up their weight, and her body responded in a fireball with waves of unexpected, blistering desire blooming from her ass when the bulk of Baron’s cock slid deep inside her. “Harder…harder and faster.” She held her breath, trying to hold the lightning charges of white hot passion building in her rear. “Sham, spank my ass. I mean it.” She gulped in shock at his slap, stinging enough to send a trickle of anger up her spine. She twisted her head around to see him pumping his prize rod in and out of Baron’s ass, the sight setting her off like a rocket heading straight for outer space.
    A growling sound came from her throat, and she ratcheted her hips up into Baron’s groin, holding him inside until the final spasm of climax died a very slow beautiful death. Hell yes, coming like that was like dying, too wild and furious to ever describe.

Chapter Seven

    Later, after the fury of mind blowing sex, dressed only in a bed sheet, Baron flipped through the pages of a photo album he’d found on the end table, his worst suspicions proving to be right. Carol must still have tender feelings for Gordon Bell. A certain intimacy was implied when a woman kept photos of a former lover. There were pictures of her in a sweet little pale blue lace dress, and she was holding a bouquet of white and pink flowers. The gleam of her wedding ring stuck out like a spotlight. His soft cough got Sham’s attention. Baron motioned for his partner to join him on the couch. Sham sat down beside him, looking at the photos on the page. He didn’t say anything, simply shook his head. Baron normally