Page 60 of These Pucking Boys: Part Two

“Oh God. That feels amazing,” she whispers.

“You’re so wet for us already, Peaches,” Ryan replies.

“Let me feel her,” I chime in.

We switch tasks. Ryan pays attention to June’s breasts while I fuck her tight pussy with my fingers. She’s drenched, so I insert four fingers at once and use my thumb to tease her clit. She jerks me off faster, and soon, my balls become tight, ready to explode. I focus on making her moan louder while trying to control my body.

“Lachy... I need more!” she cries out.

“Damn it!” Ryan blurts out, and I have no idea why, nor do I care.

June’s pussy quivers, followed by her entire frame.

“Yes!” She closes her legs, trapping my hand between them while she climaxes. But she doesn’t falter. She keeps moving her hand up and down my shaft until I lose it.

Hiding my face in the crook of her neck, I whisper, “I love you, lass.”

“I love you too. All of you.”

JAKE

Keeping my concentration on the road while June was having her sex party with Lachy and Ryan was one of the hardest thingsI’ve ever had to do. My cock was hard the entire time, and I almost jerked off while driving.

But I decided that waiting would yield a better reward. By the time I stop the car in front of the hotel’s main entrance and tell Ryan and Lachy to get out, I’m hanging on to my self-control by a thread.

“Gee, we’re going,” Ryan replies. “Aren’t you going to valet?”

“No. June, stay in the car.”

“Okay.”

No sooner are the boys out than I drive off.

“Where are we going?” June asks.

“To park the car. Take your clothes off.”

“What?” she croaks.

“Didn’t you say you’d take care of me when we got here, Junebug?”

“I did.”

I find the parking spot farthest away from the hotel’s entrance, with little illumination. My SUV has tinted windows, so that helps. I’m as hard as I can be once again, and almost delirious with desire, but I remember to grab a condom from the glove compartment. Not wanting to be seen, I move into the back seat the same way June did before. She made it look much easier with her smaller frame, but I manage.

“You still have your clothes on,” I notice.

“You call these clothes?” She points at her sexy black lingerie.

“Yes.” I reach for her bra’s front clasp and unhook it, freeing her lovely breasts.

She arches her back, threading her fingers through my hair. “Jake... someone might see us.”

“I don’t care. You’ve tortured me beyond coherent thought.” I attack her mouth, nudging her onto her back.

Her legs part, and in the mad rush to touch her, I realize I’m wearing all my fucking clothes. I pull back, sitting on the backsof my legs. June watches me, and even in the gloom, I can feel the heat of her stare. I get rid of my shirt in a flash, but the pants take a bit more work. I hit my head on the ceiling, making June giggle.

“Don’t laugh.”

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