Page 226 of Wrong Pucking Player

Andrews is moving up and down my cock at a swift pace, while Wyatt is slurping and licking her pussy like it’s the best-tasting dessert he’s ever had.

I bet it is.

I’m sure it feels amazing with how Kenzie is moaning and whimpering around my cock, each sound only further contributing to my build of pleasure.

“Faster, Kitten,” I urge as I ride the sensation rushing through me. Andrews gives the best blow jobs, especially with how she snakes her tongue around my piercings and teases them ruthlessly.

“I’m gonna explode if I don’t fuck her now,” Wyatt pants before slapping Kenzie’s ass. She groans as she reaches the base of my cock and sucks hard.

“Fuck,” I hiss and can’t help but use my other hand to reach down and stop her from moving an inch. Not one fucking inch or I’ll cave. “Kenzie. This mouth of yours,” I grunt and look at Wyatt who’s unbuckling his pants and soon revealing his hard length.

“You’re not going to last long, are you?”

“Fuck no.” I have no shame in admitting that.

“Good, ‘cause neither can I,” he confesses just as he inches the head of his cock along Kenzie’s folds. I wish I could get a view of it, but I know my time is coming soon.

God, I’ll make it tonight if I can.

That’s how much I’m yearning for Andrews.

To finally sink my cock into her tight pussy.

Hear her beg for me to move.

Beg for me to pound mercilessly into her.

Hear her scream my name.

“Get moving for my own sanity,” I growl because these imaginative thoughts will throw me over the edge faster if we don’t get moving.

“Better stay standing until we cum together, Wildflower,” Wyatt urges as he rubs the red spot on her ass he slapped. “You can do that for us, yes?”

“Mhmm.” She says around my cock.

“Good girl.” We surprisingly say in unison, and that’s Wyatt’s cue to sink into her in one solid movement.

I can see how he takes a shaky breath and allows his eyes to roll back that he’s needed to be in this woman for days. Maybe even weeks.

“Fucking hell. I’ve missed this pussy, baby,” he grunts and is beginning to thrust. He doesn’t take things slow in the slightest, each thrust balls deep.

Our girl is doing a fucking workout, managing to keep her trembling legs from buckling while she’s gripping my thighs for dear life with every thrust.

I’m only going to make our balancing act even more chaotic because I can’t keep still anymore.

I need to fuck her mouth somehow.

Gripping the bench with my right hand while keeping my left arm straight for the IV, I lift my hips as if doing some sort of hip thrust, which forces Kenzie to balance her top half while gliding up and down my cock with her mouth.

“There we go, Sweet Kitten. You’re so fucking good at this.” I have to praise her because she’s doing exactly what we both need—sucking ruthlessly from one side while being fucked in the other. It makes me want to fuck her ass.

Get a vibrator and stick its buzzing length into her tight hole.

“Put a finger in her ass,” I encourage as I move even faster. My rhythm is matching Wyatt’s who picks up the pace, but his eyes open halfway to look my way as he processes what I said.

“I want the next time we fuck…all three of us…we’re sticking a vibrator in there,” I reveal. “So warm her ass up to it.”

Wyatt’s eyes darken with hunger with the image I’ve laid out, leading him on to commit the deed while he’s pounding into her. Removing one of the hands that’s gripping her waist, he maneuvers himself until he can tease her asshole with his thumb while the rest of the fingers grip her bouncing ass. He pauses his movement so he can gather some of their mixed juices, using it as the perfect lube before his thumb is back at her hole.

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