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“The two of you need to strip,” Annabel said. “I have one more performance I want from you.”

Andrew stepped to face Ryan. He ran his hands down his body. “I enjoy both of you. I want to please both of you. Annabel, guide me. Every climax with the two of you is better than any I’ve had with anyone else or on my own.”

“Ryan, tell him what you want,” Annabel demanded as she watched him glance away as he stripped.

“I want to be inside him,” Ryan confessed.

“Yeah?” Andrew asked. “I’d like that.”

“Really,” Ryan grinned.

Annabel walked to the cupboard where all their supplies were. She selected a lubricant and walked behind Andrew. “On your knees,” she murmured. “Ryan, I plan to watch.”

“Will you join us,” Ryan asked.

“Depends on how hot you make me,” Annabel slipped her tongue into his mouth and the lubricant into his hand. She walked away from the two and sat in the chair again. “Make me hot boys.”

Andrew stared at her as she sat there. She crossed her legs and met his eyes. “Need any pickles?”

He snorted, “No… definitely no.”

She watched as the two men kissed. Lips touching as Ryan leaned over Andrew. She felt her own arousal teeter. She wasn’t sure she’d enjoy straight up guy on guy but they wanted it. They needed it.

She saw Andrew’s eyes widen as Ryan slipped his fingers into his bum. Andrew moaned as his body jerked. “Take it slow,” Annabel reminded Ryan. “He likes slow, even when he demands fast.”

Ryan reached forward and rubbed his hand over Andrew’s shoulders and across his chest. When he slipped in another finger, Andrew murmured, “Ryan.”

“Say the word and I stop,” Ryan brushed Andrew’s hair out of his face.

Annabel knew Ryan expected Andrew to ask to stop. She saw surprise and pleasure sweep across his face when Andrew begged, “More. Do more. I want all of you.”

Her men… her men taking joy in each other. HER men. Seeing the two of them bringing joy to each other did things she didn’t expect.

Ryan pushed Andrew to go on all fours. He knelt behind him and slipped his cock into Andrew.

“Hmmmm,” Andrew lowered his head and hid it from Annabel.

Annabel saw the complete euphoria Ryan felt being connected. “Andrew?”

“I can’t,” he muttered as he lifted his head. “It’s too much.”

Annabel heard his words but she saw his face. “Ryan, harder. He needs rougher.”

“You’re sure,” Ryan frowned.

“Yes,” Annabel and Andrew said together. Andrew’s tone edged to begging.

Ryan thrust and Andrew met his hard strokes. In and out. He raised his head and Annabel saw joy. She spread her legs and slipped her hand over her breasts. She wanted to come with them. Ryan reached around and grabbed Andrew’s cock. “Come with me,” he begged.

“Yes… oh Ry... Oh… yes,” Andrew pushed back with each thrust. He shifted to meet the hard cock slicing into him. “Don’t stop.”

“Mine,” he claimed Andrew just as he liked to claim Annabel.

Annabel smiled as her hand slipped lower and lower. She tweaked her clit. Rubbed it while she watched the two men explore their sexual needs from each other.

“Andrew,” Ryan growled.

Andrew took his thrusting. He pressed his torso back against Ryan’s. He rubbed his hands up and down his own cock. Their eyes met Annabel’s as she masturbated. They saw the fluid glistening on her thighs and knew their actions aroused her as much as it aroused them.

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