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“You got me,” I promise. Aria cries out as she makes it to the base of her toy, and my cock twitches as I watch her writhe. Fuck, I’m the luckiest man on the planet right now.

Grinding the base of my cock on Isa’s clit, I watch as her breaths hitch, her fingers clenching the bed sheets.

“What’s your color, baby?” I ask, kissing the inside of her thigh.

“Green, green… Gael, I feel so full,” she moans. I love how she says my name, the emotion in her voice as she’s overwhelmed by new sensations.

“Good. I’m so damn proud of you, baby. I’m going to fuck you into the bed. Hold on. If it gets to be too much, tell me,” I grunt.

My pistoning hips make her tits bounce as I slip the leash off my control. Isa screams as I fuck her, shuddering as I hit her G-spot over and over in this position.

Needing more, I push her legs up to her shoulders, kneeling as I rut into her. Aria reaches out to hold her hand as they both fall over the cliff together.

The room is filled with the sounds of moaning and cries as we fuck, and I grab Isa’s ankles in one of my hands to hold them up. Ghosting my other hand over her overheated skin, I pick up the forgotten toy and turn it on high.

“Come for me, Isa. You’ve been such a good fucking girl,” I murmur, rubbing the toy over her clit.

Her eyes widen as her thighs start to shake as I pull my cock almost all the way out before thrusting back in. Isa wordlessly screams as she thrashes on the bed. “I don’t know if I can again,” she whines. “Please.”

“I can feel your tight little cunt strangling my cock. It’s pulsing for me, it wants my cum, Isa. You only get it if you come for me,” I warn. My back is beginning to tingle, but I can hold out.

Fuck, I hope I can. “I want to feel your cum drip down my balls when you squirt for me, so Aria can lick it up off of me. Look at her, she’s so goddamn jealous she’s not fucking you right now.”

“I am,” Aria moans. Her tits sway slightly as she watches us. “God, I wish you weren’t going to be sore after his monster cock finishes filling up your pussy. I want to fuck you so badly, baby.”

Isa’s body blushes at her words, and she squeezes my wife’s fingers. They haven’t stopped holding hands since they first came together.

“You can do that?” she whispers in awe. Isa gasps as another slow roll of pleasure rocks her body from both my cock and the toy. I’m not letting her get off easily. I want her to feel me for days afterward.

“I’m sure there’s a strap on in the cabinet,” I coo as I rub her swollen clit. Her body is drawing up tighter, and there’s nowhere for her to hide from me. Her body is on display to me as I stretch her pussy. Her arousal and blood streaks my cock as I fuck her, making me groan. Goddamn, what a perfect sight.

“Oh wow. Fuck… Gael, Sir, argh!” Isa explodes around me, and I roar as I follow her.

Panting as my chest heaves, I see Aria is sagging on the bed, breathing hard. Isa’s eyes are closed, making my lips twitch as I turn the toy off and throw it to the side.

The poor girl passed out. Gently releasing her legs, I pull out of her well used pussy. My cum runs out of her, and I grunt as I push it back inside. I want so badly to find a pussy plug to keep it inside of her, but I plan to fill her a few more times before the night is over. Moving slowly, I crawl up her body to snuggle her.

“Aria, come here, baby,” I murmur. I pushed them both hard tonight. We have time for some snuggles before we continue. I want to make sure I’m taking care of both of them. My wife pulls herself off the toy, dragging her to lay with us.

“Is she okay?” she giggles, as she pushes Isa’s hair off her face. “God, she’s so damn pretty. Isa, come back to us, love.”

Her lashes flutter as she opens her eyes. “What happened?” she whispers.

“You passed out when you came,” I say with a smirk. “I think we should cuddle for a bit before we keep going. Color?”

“Green,” they say immediately.

“I didn’t know this was possible,” Isa admits.

“You’ll be surprised. I can’t wait to find out how many more times I can make you pass out,” I tease her. Isa squeals as I tickle her, with Aria smiling at both of us.

Sex isn’t all just about fucking, at least not if you’re doing it right. You should laugh a lot too.

Chapter Ten

ISABELA

My body is deliciously sore. The three of us are showering together to get ready to leave, and Gael is amazing.

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