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her mouth. She works her head up and down, swirling the ice cube around with her tongue, and the melted ice is running down my shaft; onto my body.
    “Puñeta,” I grit my teeth, “me vas hacer venir.”
    “What does that mean?” Sarah asks.
    “It means that you’re gonna make me come.”
    “That’s what we want,” Aimee says.
    “Aimee, bring that pretty little pussy right here,” I point to my mouth.
    “Gladly,” she laughs seductively.
    Reaching down, I pull Sarah’s hair gently. “Sarah, I want you to ride me now. I have condoms in the top drawer of my dresser.”
    With my eyes still closed, I feel the bed move, and a moment later I hear my dresser drawer open and then close again. A smile comes across my face. Fuck yes, this three-way is going to happen.
    My bed moves again as Sarah straddles my legs, and I hear the ripping of the condom wrapper as she slowly begins to stroke me again. Then, I feel the condom sliding all the way down my shaft to the base of my cock.
    “Are you ready for us, Saint?” Aimee whispers softly in my ear.
    “I was born ready, baby.”
    Aimee sits on my chest at the same time Sarah eases herself onto my cock. Though Sarah says she isn’t a virgin, she definitely feels like one. She’s so tight; it feels like my dick is in a vice grip. “Ah fuck, Sarah, you feel so good,” I moan loudly. Her pussy greedily devours my cock as she lowers herself onto me.
    I open my eyes. “Aimee it’s your turn, but I want you to turn around.”
    She gives me a puzzled look. “Turn around?”
    “Yeah, I want you and Sarah to kiss,” I say, with a Cheshire grin appearing across my face. “I wanna watch you two kiss while she’s fucking me, and I’m eating you.”
    Aimee smiles. “You’re a naughty boy, Gabriel.”
    The grin quickly disappears from my face. “Don’t call me Gabriel… I hate it when people call me that.”
    “I’m sorry, Saint… I just…”
    Interrupting her, I sigh, “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. Now turn around and sit that pretty little pussy on my face.”
    Turning herself around, she swings her right leg back over my face, and again I can smell the scent of her arousal as she lowers herself to my mouth. She spreads herself for me and I begin to torment her with my tongue.
    Looking up over Aimee’s shoulder, I make eye contact with Sarah. Her eyes are locked on mine as I watch her body move up and down. As Aimee leans in to kiss her, Sarah’s eyes never leave mine; it’s as if she’s entranced. Eventually, I close my eyes and try to concentrate on Aimee and getting her off, but the idea of them making out is quite distracting. I apply more pressure on Aimee’s swollen bud and I hear her cry out in pleasure.
    Sarah grinds her body into mine, trying to get me deeper inside her, and I have to stop to catch my breath. My balls are tightening at the soft sounds of Aimee and Sarah kissing and moaning. “Aw fuck, Sarah,” I murmur as I continue teasing Aimee.
    Aimee’s breathing is becoming more rapid and I know she’s close. She begins moving her hips more as I quicken the pace of my tongue.
    “Right there, Saint,” Aimee directs.
    I stiffen the tip of my tongue and move it rapidly from side to side, showing no mercy. She lets out a gasp as her body begins to tremble.
    Sarah begins riding me faster and her moans are becoming increasingly louder. I try like hell to stop myself, but it’s no use. Sarah’s pussy is tightly clenched around me and I feel myself start to come, her body is milking me to climax. A warm burst explodes into the condom as Sarah’s body is convulsing around my cock. “Christ, Sarah,” I gasp as another spurt jets out. I dig my fingers into Sarah’s thighs, trying to keep her still, but she’s fighting me as she keeps thrusting. She’s frantically trying to achieve an orgasm as her hips roll into mine. Her head falls back as she cries out. Aimee is now writhing on my face and the two girls