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glanced down at his portion of the matching set as her mouth finally released him with an audible pop and lounged on her side. Eyeing her torpedo-like boobs as they defied gravity, he wondered if the two friends had gotten a two-for-one deal on their breast implant surgery.
    His quarter of their cozy foursome began running her fingernail over him, playfully tracing the line of hair that ran from his stomach straight down to the organ she’d gotten intimately familiar with over the past hour. Practically purring, she asked, “You ready to go again, cowboy?”
    Mustang glanced down at Junior, who was curled up in pretty much a fetal position at the moment after the tongue lashing he’d just received. Mustang considered himself in good shape, but damn…
    “A man needs a little bit of recovery time. You gotta give me a few minutes, darlin’.”
    Mustang searched his memory for the brunette’s name. He knew one was Candy and one was Destiny. Destiny had dark hair because both words started with a “d”. That meant Slade’s girl, the blonde, was Candy.
    “That’s okay. You can watch for now,” Destiny suggested with a smirk.
    Mustang watched, not understanding what she meant until she crawled over Slade and settled herself in between her best friend’s legs. Her hands parted the flesh there. What Mustang knew was a very talented tongue shot out to thrust into her friend, causing the other girl, who Mustang noticed for the first time had blond hair on her head and black hair on her bush, to jolt and then do some purring of her own.
    Next to him, Slade’s brows shot up to his hairline. Eyes never leaving the two females on the bed, Mustang said, “You know, Slade. I liked your idea about trying to find twins, but there’s no way sisters would do that .”
    If they did, there’s no way he’d want to be around to see it. That would be too freaking weird.
    After a few speechless moments during which both he and Slade watched the girl-on-girl action with rapt attention, Mustang sat up. “Well, that’s it. I’m ready to go again.”
    Mustang flipped a leg over Candy, who was lying on her back. He kneeled behind her head, and slid into her mouth while the other girl, butt in the air, continued her work between her friend’s thighs.
    Slade stayed motionless, watching as the tip of the girl’s pink tongue continued flicking out to tease the other girl’s clit, now swollen and distended from being worked so hard.
    “Come on, Slade. There’s plenty of room left for you to slip in somewhere.” Mustang grinned down at the porno-worthy scene in front of him, enjoying the view just as much as Slade.
    “Give me another minute, Mustang. That was quite a workout I just had.”
    Mustang laughed. “All right. Your loss.”
    Then Candy started to come, her cries muffled by his girth down her throat. Mustang closed his eyes and groaned, loving the vibrations of the girl’s cries.
    That must have finally done it for Slade, who in spite of his supposed exhaustion had begun to sit up and take notice the moment the two girls went at it. Now he fully rose to the occasion.
    Slade grabbed a foil packet, about to cover himself, when Mustang got tired of being sucked and craved something different. “Hey, Slade, you wanna switch?”
    Slade laughed. “Sure. Whatever.”
    Mustang grabbed the condom from Slade and covered himself, knee-walked across the bed, and slid with one thrust into Destiny’s inviting pussy, high in the air before him.
    Not wanting Destiny to feel left out on account of Candy’s multiple orgasms, he wet his thumb with saliva and stuck it in Destiny’s ass while his other hand reached around and found her clit. He pressed his finger deeper into her and she began to shake.
    With his eyelids squeezed tightly shut, Mustang let himself just feel. With his eyes closed he could concentrate on all the sensations bombarding him. The scent of sweat and sex that permeated the air. The heat of the body rhythmically