I lounged on the bed, my underwear clinging to my skin, pretending to be indifferent as he paced at the edge, but inside I was burning, and when he finally climbed onto the bed, I pulled him into a kiss so deep and desperate that there was no turning back.
As lips meet and hands roam, three bodies lock into rhythm. Tongues flick, fingers dig in, and thrusts grow more urgent. Their shared climax leaves no spot untouched.
What starts as teasing quickly escalates into a wild three-way. Hands grip tight as thrusts land hard from every angle. The room echoes with moans as a sticky finish seals it.
