“Clean that piss off me,” Heath says. “Thoroughly.”
Josh is an expert at cock sucking. He doesn’t need telling twice. His head bobs, and he sucks Heath’s straining veined cocklike it’s a lollipop, his lips smacking whenever he reaches the head. His tongue digs around every barbell, cleaning.Loving.
And I watch, in awe.
Josh is so talented, it’s insane. He could make Heath blow another load with just a few tweaks of his movements, but he doesn’t do that. He keeps him rising, keeps his balls filling.
“You’re redeeming yourself, slowly,” Heath says, and pulls his dick free. “Enough that I’ll allow you to share our beautiful curva with me. I’ll let you helpmehelping her.”
Ourbeautiful curva.
I can’t help but notice the word.
It makes me heady, too gooey inside to hold any kind of posture. Instead, I just relax as my two lovers take up their place on either side of me.
This time two mouths worship me, sucking and lapping. Two sets of fingers share my slick wet pussy, working me up to a frenzy before Heath decides it’s time to grace me with the cock I’ve been crying out for.
I do cry out for it. Literally. I thank him for every inch, every barbell. I look up in rapture as he buries deep and moves his hips so slowly it drives me to the verge of insanity.
I’ve needed this so bad it hurts.
“More,” I tell him. “Please…”
“Of course, princess,” Heath says. His hands land on my tits and he crushes them before slamming into me.
I cry out, and it’s like a lightning strike as my body responds, my pussy squelching as he fucks me with fervour, his cool blue eyes so full of love as I buck against his thrusts, squirm against his crushing hands, and my tits are squeezed so bad it hurts like hell and I’m undone all over again, coming like a geyser around his pistoning cock.
“Fucking hell,” Heath says, pulling his cock free. “I’ve missed your sopping wet cunt so much.”
I’m too breathless to reply, too high on cloud nine to care. This is just heaven.
“I love it when you squirt for me, sweet Ella.”
“That was nothing,” Josh says. “You know what really makes her squirt.”
“Did I say you could speak, puppy dog?” Heath tells him.
“Please,” Josh says. “Let me help. Let us give her what she craves.”
“Very well,” Heath says. “But I’m having that gorgeous ass.”
Heath gets onto the bed, lies back and I assume the position, straddling him and guiding his cock to my asshole, moaning all over again, his hands on my hips, sinking me slowly down onto his cock, loving the pop of each barbell as he forces his way in.
“Fuck that’s good,” Heath says, easing me back until he’s flat on the bed and his hands are on my tits.
“Nice and slow, puppy dog,” he says to Josh.
Josh lifts my legs and parts them, and it really is a delight as he rubs his cock up and down my slit before he sinks slowly inside, inch by inch, eliciting sweet moans from me as barbells meet barbells through the wall of my pussy.
“Is that nice, sweetheart?” Heath kisses the top of my head while he stretches my nipples.
“So good,” I say, closing my eyes to the bliss as Josh starts fucking me – nice and slow.
“Pick it up now,” Heath tells him and the puppy dog obeys, holding my knees apart and fucking me faster.
“So good,” I say again and suddenly I’m back in Cannes, feeling the love as barbells run over barbells and my pussy burns so nicely with the stretch.
“My turn,” Heath says. “Leave it deep.”
