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to grab his ass, and by the pressure on her fingertips, she knew he wanted her to spread her husband’s cheeks open.
    Shit, the man was multi-talented. He was still teasing her pussy with his mouth, while he instructed her with his hands. She followed his lead, skimming her fingers down the split of Doug’s ass, even when he slowed his thrusting. Expecting him to resist, she eased back to massage his cheeks until he was back to full throttle on her tits. Once he had resumed his motions, she resumed hers. She pressed her fingertips between his spread ass cheeks, exploring a valley she had never been allowed to before, by touch alone.
    He tensed when she pushed against his forbidden hole, but when he didn’t stop her she continued to rub gentle circles over that sensitive opening until it relaxed enough for her to insert just the tip of her finger. That was when she lost her concentration.
    There was no way she could keep her hips still any longer with the glorious action happening on her clit, her finger in Doug’s ass, and his cock mashed between her breasts. With a scream, she launched upwards, her movement lifting them all a couple of inches as she shattered underneath them.

Chapter Six
     

    Killian…
    Killian took control, without missing a beat after easing Alana down from her climax. Seeing her finger in Doug’s tiny back hole had him dribbling pre-cum all over the bedspread, and he knew it was time to take action.
    Doug was still pumping away between her breasts, but after two orgasms earlier in the evening, he was likely to stay that way for a while. Killian rose up to his knees, cupping Doug’s ass to shift him forward, so that his aching cock could slide against Alana’s dripping snatch.
    “Mmm, your wife has a hot pussy, Doug.” Killian groaned sinking his cock halfway into her tight sheath before he had to stop and give her time to adjust.
    “Fuck yeah, she does. Don’t go easy on her. She likes it rough…uh…Sir.” Doug was looking back over his shoulder, watching Killian slide his dick into Alana instead of thrusting his own cock between her breasts.
    Killian was glad to see his comfort level was still high considering his back passageway had already been invaded. Pushing limits was Killian’s specialty, and these two made him ache to cross every line they drew in the sand.
    Gripping Alana’s hip with one hand, Killian grabbed ahold of Doug’s shoulder with the other, and began to thrust. He knew that it would give Doug the sensation of being fucked every time he pushed forward, and he delighted in watching the other man squirm atop his wife.
    Doug grunted, and his body tensed, but he didn’t push Killian’s hand away. Surprisingly, he released his grip on Alana’s breasts, and covered Killian’s hand with his own. A shot of heat zipped through the connection, and Killian immediately made a few decisions about how far he was going to push Doug.
    “Does she squirt?” Killian asked, his voice harsher than he intended.
    “Nope, but that doesn’t stop you from trying.” Doug said, and they shared a wicked grin.
    Killian rocked his hips, forcing his cock up against Alana’s g-spot, and bracing her ass on his knees. With the hand that had been holding her hip, he used his thumb to find her clit, and he pressed gently. Her body shuddered under him, and he did it again more firmly. By the time she climaxed again he was barely holding onto his control, and there wasn’t a chance in hell he would be able to bring her to the top again without coming all over her.
    “No luck this time, love,” he told her, pressing a kiss to her belly, close enough to Doug’s ass cheeks to feel his hair displace against them, “But I don’t give up easily. Up with you now.”
    ~ ~ ~
    Alana…
    Once they had all separated their tangle of limbs, Killian lifted the blindfold away. She had to blink at the sudden flood of light in her eyes, but once she was able to focus again, her vision was filled with nothing