Page 128 of Hell Breaks Loose

I take him slowly, deeper and deeper, until I have to wiggle my head back and forth to work my cheeks around his earth-shattering width.

Barely pulling him out, I work my head back and forth as Tell begins to swirl his tongue in a devious loop around my apex, unhooding me and sending pulses of ecstasy through me.

I feel the swell of pressure grow firm in his mouth.

And I have to reward such good behavior.

Sucking hard and long on the way out, I pop my lips from the tip of Gavin’s cock, gasping in satisfaction at his huff of shock and pleasure above me. We only lock eyes for a moment before he spears his powerful fingers into my hair, guiding me down over Tell.

This time, I’m warmed up and ready.

Only where Gavin is full, thick and huge, Tell is longer, filling my throat completely.

Tell’s moans immediately tighten my core, flooding my center with red-hot exhilaration. And he uses it to easily slip a finger into me.

We match strides, his digits gliding into me, his cock sliding along my tongue. I speed up my head bobbing rhythm, and he matches me stroke for stroke.

I slow down, and he thrusts a little deeper, takes longer to press against that spot inside me that’s amping up my bliss every second.

Not to be left out, Gavin shifts to our side, keeping that one hand dominantly on the back of my head, dictating how far I’m allowed to let Tell out before swallowing him again. His palm trails down my butt, indulging in the fullness of my assets, right before his middle finger tucks into my divide.

All the way down, where he trades with Tell, just long enough to coat his digit in my sex, drag it back out, and plunge it firmly, slowly, gently into my star. The introduction of a completely different sensation bombards my mind with sparks and fireworks.

My entire body zings with a deeply satisfying jolt of shock.

When it settles, I feel fuller.

Not nearly full enough.

But the pressure is building so much harder now, into depths that I never knew were possible.

Arching my back, I spread myself for them, angling my entrances so they can both continue this insanely stimulating tag team of bliss.

Tell’s tongue is doing its job way too well.

And there’s no way I’ll last much longer.

“You are so fucking sexy when you take both of us like this…” Gavin rumbles, sending a new set of chills through me.

Pulling Tell’s cock out of my mouth, I moan out a heartfelt reply, trailing his arousal and spit from my lip. I’m losing myself, my ability to think past the swell of the rapture building in my thighs and center.

“Give me more…” I gasp, Gavin’s fingers tightening in my hair, holding me up.

“Only if you give in. Let go, Hellena. Come undone.” He pulls me back harder, closer to him, close enough to bite down on my neck, my earlobe, to growl deeply into my ear.

“Come all over Tell’s fucking face, right… now.” he commands, and the words hammer home like a spike through my middle. I can’t deny him. I don’t want to.

And I don’t have a fucking choice.

My body locks up, my hips bucking tightly back and forth as the tides of climax surge through me. It’s one of those slower, longer lasting, but incredibly narrow wavelength orgasms that quakes my inner thighs.

Splays my toes instead of making them curl.

And the fact that Gavin still has a finger planted deeply inside my back door makes me feel open and unable to brace like I normally would. The effect is unhinging in the best way.

Leaving me dropping forward, gripping Tell’s calves for support.

All the while, his tongue never lets up. Not until my legs dip to either side of his head.

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