“You do not have to be a martyr,” Salem warned. “It’s not supposed to hurt. Alexei, you might need more lube.”
Alexei grunted and drew out of her.
“Nooo, come back! Don’t leave me!”
“He’s just getting more lube, baby,” Salem reassured her. “No one is going anywhere. I promise.”
“So it says that a vagina is usually about six or seven inches long. Which could be an issue. How long is your penis?” Roman asked Alexei without looking up from his phone.
“I don’t know,” Alexei said through gritted teeth as he started to slide inside her again.
Ohhh.
That felt good.
“More,” she told him. “I can take more.”
“Are you sure?” Roman asked her. “We can measure him first. I can go and find a tape measure.”
“No one is measuring my dick,” Alexei said.
“But if you hit her cervix, that could hurt.”
“I won’t hurt her. I promise. Fuck, Bunny. You feel amazing.”
“So do you,” she said breathlessly.
“Roman, do you want to help Tamsyn come,” Salem suggested.
“What?” Roman asked, looking like a deer in headlights.
“Would you like to help Tamsyn come? She likes her clit to be played with.”
“You don’t . . . you don’t have to,” she told Roman.
He swallowed heavily and stared at her hungrily.
“I will. I want to.” He sat next to her, facing Alexei who was pushing further inside her.
Then he drew away, before sliding back in.
She wasn’t sure if she was taking all of him, but it felt amazing so she didn’t care.
Then Roman touched her clit. It was tentative at first, then he moved his finger faster.
Salem drew her lips to his, kissing her hungrily.
It was too much.
She couldn’t stop herself from coming. It rolled over her in waves as she clenched around Alexei’s dick.
So good.
Her head swam, her body felt like it was in freefall. Vaguely, she was aware of voices, of Alexei coming as well. But it kind of felt like it was happening to someone else.
When would she stop floating?
Panic started to take hold until she was caught up in a firm embrace.