Page 74 of SWAT

He slid his cock between my lips and over my tongue.

“Freya,” Ricardo gasped. “Fuck yeah, suck him.”

The tone of Ricardo’s voice and the long, low groan from Balko made my stomach flip in excitement. I was so full of my men.

Luckily they were all thinking for me. Jonathan taking my ass and working me over Ricardo, and Balko smoothing in and out of my mouth, gently, not ramming in. I appreciated that.

“One more,” Sean said from my other side. “Here.” He lifted my hand from the bed.

Ricardo held me steady.

“Take me too.” Sean wrapped my fingers around his shaft. He was so damn hard. “Make me come, Freya.”

I closed my eyes, lost to them. I had each guy’s cock and they were all moaning and breathless and soon we’d all come.

I pumped Sean and he quickly started leaking pre-cum.

I also had the tangy taste of Balko on my tongue and his grip on my chin had increased.

The moment had arrived. I could hold off no longer. I had to give in to it. I had to climax.

I wailed around Balko’s shaft as bliss took hold of me. I was so full, and as my pussy and ass spasmed it rolled me into another orgasm. My clit was pulsing against Ricardo. He was coming too, his shaft hammering in and out of me now.

“Baby, yes, yes…” Jonathan shouted. “Fuck, keep doing that.”

He came too, deep inside me. I felt so utterly owned at that moment, but also powerful.

Balko was going deeper now. He was gasping, a few Slovak words spilled from his lips. My ecstasy continued as he came in my mouth. I swallowed him down and caught my breath around his shaft. A thick trickle of cum ran from the side of my mouth onto my chin.

“My turn,” Sean gasped. “Let me. Oh, fuck…”

Balko pulled from my mouth. I immediately turned to Sean who slid his cock in, coming as he did so.

I shook and trembled. My orgasm was extending, my whole body on fire with bliss.

And then Jonathan slowed and stilled, as did Ricardo.

Sean pulled out, holding his cock and breathing hard.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, dropping my face into the crook of Ricardo’s neck.

“You okay?” he asked, stroking my hair.

“Yeah, are you all right, Freya?” Jonathan asked.

I nodded. Tears were welling, then they overspilled. I gulped and held back a sob. I didn’t want them to see me crying. The moment had been so intense, so perfect, and I could hardly believe how lucky I was to have these men, all of them, to myself.

“Hey.” Sean stroked my hair. “What’s up?”

“Nothing.” I blinked and halted the tears. “Nothing.”

“Did we hurt you?” Concern laced Balko’s voice.

I lifted my head. I couldn’t bear for them to think they’d done something wrong when it had been one of the most amazing and fulfilling sexual experiences of my life. “No, of course not, you were all gentle…even though I’m pretty tough, you know.” I managed a smile.

I wasn’t sure I was fooling Ricardo as he stroked his thumb down my cheek, but Balko smiled and said, “Yeah, you’re tough, but you also need to be treated and pleasured like a lady.”

“I’d say I’ve been well and truly pleasured.”

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