Page 64 of Full Mountie

She does as I ask, then turns her head, catching my eye before she taunts me with a wiggle of her ass.

I sink right into her, pushing balls deep as she groans. I close my eyes and count to ten, because I’m dangerously close to losing control.

But on the third thrust, she cries out, and on the fourth, she shatters.

So my sweet Beth likes being flogged.

Best fucking news all week. I speed up, making my thrusts more shallow, too, because I know she’s sensitive, but there’s no way I’m not coming inside her. I’m not that selfless. Not with her.

It doesn’t take long for the tension of a climax to mount inside me, and as it does, I latch on hard. My brain slithers into the gutter, and my world narrows to Hugh watching me pound Beth.

Watching my ass tighten as I pulse in and out of her cunt.

Maybe jerking himself off, his hand clenched around that thick cock of his. The tip of it coated with pre-come, just as tasty as the sweet saltiness of Beth I still have on my tongue.

Come.

Cock.

Pussy.

Hot, sweet, amazing pussy. “Fuck, Beth,” I growl, and she whimpers. I’m fucking her so hard shewhimpers.

But then she begs me to come. “Give it to me, Lachlan,” and the tension spikes, jacking me through the roof. My release is hard and fast, my vision darkening as I hold on to her hips and bury myself inside her, slumping forward when my right leg cramps up.

I catch myself on the back of the couch before I fall on her, and roll to the side.

Beth immediately curls up beside me, and I kiss her. Over and over again, open-mouthed and desperate.

We’ve both just come like fucking champs, and it’s barely taken the edge off. I want to do her again.

I tug on her hair and together we glance over at Hugh. His gaze is dark and his lower lip is caught between his teeth.

“Not bad,” he says slowly.

We both laugh.

She rises on shaky legs and crosses to him. I get up and head to the bathroom to get rid of the condom and get my head back in the kinky game.

When I return, she’s primly kneeling between his legs.

He gives her an indulgent look. “What do you say?”

She exhales as she shakes her head. “I don’t know.”

“Say,thank you, Hugh.”

Her eyes widen. “Seriously?”

He raises both eyebrows. “Wasn’t the flogging a great idea?”

She laughs as she nods. “Yes. Thank you, Hugh.”

“You could be more grateful.”

“Thank you very much?”

He gestures to where his erection is stretching against his jeans. His fly is open, the zipper down and the denim flapping open lewdly, but his cock is dressed to the side.

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