A fast moving, hard driving, no desires left behind, pursuit of a woman and satisfaction.
Back in town after months of travel, 24 year old Jillian McGuire tries to outrun the unwanted attention of a car full of strangers.
Who knew that when she lo...
Jillian took an inventory; ticking things off on shallow, panted, breaths.
She was staged, knees spread, on Harry's lap, his engorged cock steeled against the divot of her ass. Louis' mouth, fucking her pussy like a starving man who had been invited by Jesus himself, to the last supper. His lips were velvet, but that tongue... It was lashing through her pleated flesh, whipping her into the sort of frenzy that was beyond control.
Moving purely on instinct, Jill ground her heels into Louis back as she yanked his hair and rocked her pelvis into his face.
Her men groaned in unison.
Harry had scooted up behind her so that each time she rolled her hips into Louis' mouth, she stroked him with the soft, round, cheeks of her pretty ass.
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The blood from her brain rushed to meet the stimulation between her thighs. Everything began to throb and cry out.
"More! Harry, Louis, please, I need more,"
Kissing his way to her mouth, passing her own flavor onto Jillian's tongue, Louis looked to Harry.
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"I know we agreed to some firsts, but what if we shared them, eh?"
"Isn't that what this is about, sharing a beautiful woman?" Harry smiled generously at his friend. "Give me a hand."
Jill felt Harry raise her up and Louis' left hand disappeared between her legs. She felt his thumb circle her engorged nerves momentarily, and then the tear of foil. Louis rolled the condom onto Harry just before balancing the tip of Harry's cock at her center, his eyes flickering between the two of them.
