cum and lick every inch of his dick.
“Do you like it?” he asked thickly, his voice heavy with arousal. “You like sucking cock?”
She tilted her head back to whisper a low and sultry, “Yes,” before taking the cock greedily into her mouth again, drinking from it as if it were her life’s sustenance, as if she couldn’t live without it or bear a minute away from it.
Jason groaned and cupped her breasts as he moved his hips back, gently withdrawing, only to slam back inside her again. Murry’s body tensed as he neared his climax and he pulled out of her mouth. Penelope curled one hand around him and began to stroke him fast.
Jason went crazy, his lungs exerting as they fought for air while he pounded into her cunt as if the devil himself were forcing him to.
Penelope shuddered just as she opened her mouth, slid out her tongue and caught some of Murry’s cum as he exploded, spilling his cream. She drank most of it, purring in delight, while the rest fell on her chin and lips, where she licked it ravenously, making Jason the hottest, horniest bastard in the whole hot-damned world. He came inside her with a harsh cry of passion, shuddering completely before he fell beside her on the bed, limp and nearly, very nearly, dead.
Chapter Three
For a few moments they said nothing and just lay there, the three of them, entangled on the bed. Chest heaving, Jason stared up at the ceiling and reached out to stroke Penelope’s naked, sweaty body lying motionless beside his. “Wow. That was just…wow!” Jason said dazedly, still feeling winded.“Uh-huh,” came Murry’s reply.
Jason lifted his head and glowered at him across the peaks of Penelope’s nipples.
“Don’t you think it’s about time you left already?”
Murry propped himself up on an elbow and stared down at Penelope. “Should I?”
Biting back a smile, she shook her head solemnly as she sat up on the bed. “No, please don’t, because I have one itty-bitty request from you. From both of you, actually.”
Jason inwardly groaned. Oh no. Penelope’s requests were usually flat-out horrifying, like that time she’d asked him to rescue an already dead animal from the street and drive for miles just to get to a vet to see if a resuscitation was possible—
which of course Jason knew was not. His car had stunk for weeks.
“That is,” Penelope added teasingly, switching her gaze from one man to the other.
“ If you can both get it up.”
“Of course,” Murry quickly assured.
Jason’s scowl intensified. Was this a challenge? Would it mean he wasn’t man enough if he didn’t get it up for the third fucking time in one single night? He relaxed only slightly when he realized maybe poor Murry wouldn’t be so eager to get it up if he knew what sort of discomforting “requests” Penelope usually thought up.
“Jason?” she prodded.
He sighed. “All right, what?” he heard himself say. “Could you guys stand together and…rub cocks for a few minutes?”
Jason jackknifed to a sitting position. “ What ?”
Penelope smiled at him charmingly, clasping her hands before her chest as if in prayer. “Oh puleeeze?”
“Of course by all means no !” Jason immediately said, bounding up from the bed with record speed.
Penelope giggled, eyes twinkling. “I just want you to rub your cocks together and let me watch just a little. I’d really like that.”
Jason looked at her from across the room as if she’d grown lizards on her head. He shook his head in disbelief. “Baby, you’re really scaring me.”
“I told you I could be wicked. Well, there you have it. It’s my own very secret, very private fantasy.”
Smiling, she pushed herself off the bed and walked toward him, swaying her hips slowly, like a sultry goddess of sex. “Would you be willing to grant me this little wish, Jason? I’d be happy to make any of yours come true.”
She knew just how to ask him, damn her, but this time it was not going to
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