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Authors: Lucee Lovett
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heels and covering my toes with his mouth. The waves of explosion triggered rocked my body, and left me breathless. I was amazed at my orgasm from Kenzo tonguing between my toes.
The sight of my orgasm toppled Jeff. I watched as he moved the panties from his nose and mouth. He caught the spray with them. Pumping hard to get every last drop onto them. To my surprise, Jeff’s erection stayed firm. Normally he was a one pop and done kind of guy. But tonight he stood tall as he ran the soiled panties up and down his shaft.
Kenzo’s hands ran feather light up the back of my legs. Along the journey, he kissed and licked every place his hand had been. I felt the need to put on a show for Jeff, and a burning need to feel something inside me. I brought my hand to my snatch and fingered myself as Jeff watched. I swear I saw his eyes flip back in his head at the sight of me masturbating.
His breathing echoed through the room. I’d never seen him so worked up. What Kenzo was doing made my body tingle from the new sensations. It screamed, every orifice needed to be plugged in some delicious way. My chest tightened as my mind reeled with desires I’ve never known.
I waved my hand for Jeff to come to me. A quizzical expression crossed his face, but he said nothing. He stepped out of his joggers. When he was at arm’s length, I reached across, grabbed his cock, and used it to pull him towards me. Jeff stared down at me confused, still clueless of my intentions. The only sound in the room was Kenzo lapping up my juices as though dying of thirst.
I tugged at Jeff’s member, bringing him to his knees at the foot of the sofa, his tool now at face level. He turned his head to watch Kenzo devouring my crotch. Admiration spread across his face and something else I was unsure of. Jeff was transfixed by the scene, oblivious to my ministration of his dick until he felt the heat of my breath as I sucked him in. My ears were rewarded by the satisfied groans that sounded like they came from deep within him. He couldn’t hold back and my mouth received a jet load of appreciation.
Jeff eyes glazed with surprise and something else. He bent and covered my mouth with his own as I swallowed. He licked his lips as he left me and resumed his position on the seat he’d vacated. He threw a pack of condoms at Kenzo, who caught them without looking up or stopping what he was doing to my clit. I was on fire.
I heard the ripping sound of the packet. Kenzo appeared to have eyes everywhere. That, or he was used to doing these things by feel alone as he never faltered in his ministration. Then Kenzo pressed his hardness into me, stretching me. It occurred to me that Jeff throwing Kenzo the condoms was a signal to finish it. All thought ebbed away as he got into his stride, thrusting in and out of me. My gasps and moans shook the room as he filled me with his manhood.
Kenzo shifted me so I was sitting astride him, facing Jeff. His view was of Kenzo’s member piercing in and out of me. I glanced at Jeff, but he no longer felt a part of this scene. His tool was limp in his lap as he watched lazily as if bored. This sapped all the fun out it for me and my movements because of Jeff’s disinterest. Somehow, I doubt Kenzo noticed as he soon reached his own climax. He held me still and firm as he jerked inside me.
We all sat motionless for a moment. I could hear Kenzo’s breathing regulating itself. Jeff eyes closed. I felt weak, sated, and a little worried with Jeff’s demeanour. Kenzo lifted me off him. I hadn’t noticed Jeff had moved, but he was holding out a robe for me, and tissues for the used condoms. Kenzo cleansed himself with the wipes Jeff gave him, which also appeared to have come from some magical place only Jeff knew about.
Jeff helped me on with my robe as Kenzo pulled up his jogging bottom and threw on his sweatshirt. Somehow Jeff was already wearing his joggers as well.
Picking up my dress, Jeff gazed at me. “You stay here and rest
The sight of my orgasm toppled Jeff. I watched as he moved the panties from his nose and mouth. He caught the spray with them. Pumping hard to get every last drop onto them. To my surprise, Jeff’s erection stayed firm. Normally he was a one pop and done kind of guy. But tonight he stood tall as he ran the soiled panties up and down his shaft.
Kenzo’s hands ran feather light up the back of my legs. Along the journey, he kissed and licked every place his hand had been. I felt the need to put on a show for Jeff, and a burning need to feel something inside me. I brought my hand to my snatch and fingered myself as Jeff watched. I swear I saw his eyes flip back in his head at the sight of me masturbating.
His breathing echoed through the room. I’d never seen him so worked up. What Kenzo was doing made my body tingle from the new sensations. It screamed, every orifice needed to be plugged in some delicious way. My chest tightened as my mind reeled with desires I’ve never known.
I waved my hand for Jeff to come to me. A quizzical expression crossed his face, but he said nothing. He stepped out of his joggers. When he was at arm’s length, I reached across, grabbed his cock, and used it to pull him towards me. Jeff stared down at me confused, still clueless of my intentions. The only sound in the room was Kenzo lapping up my juices as though dying of thirst.
I tugged at Jeff’s member, bringing him to his knees at the foot of the sofa, his tool now at face level. He turned his head to watch Kenzo devouring my crotch. Admiration spread across his face and something else I was unsure of. Jeff was transfixed by the scene, oblivious to my ministration of his dick until he felt the heat of my breath as I sucked him in. My ears were rewarded by the satisfied groans that sounded like they came from deep within him. He couldn’t hold back and my mouth received a jet load of appreciation.
Jeff eyes glazed with surprise and something else. He bent and covered my mouth with his own as I swallowed. He licked his lips as he left me and resumed his position on the seat he’d vacated. He threw a pack of condoms at Kenzo, who caught them without looking up or stopping what he was doing to my clit. I was on fire.
I heard the ripping sound of the packet. Kenzo appeared to have eyes everywhere. That, or he was used to doing these things by feel alone as he never faltered in his ministration. Then Kenzo pressed his hardness into me, stretching me. It occurred to me that Jeff throwing Kenzo the condoms was a signal to finish it. All thought ebbed away as he got into his stride, thrusting in and out of me. My gasps and moans shook the room as he filled me with his manhood.
Kenzo shifted me so I was sitting astride him, facing Jeff. His view was of Kenzo’s member piercing in and out of me. I glanced at Jeff, but he no longer felt a part of this scene. His tool was limp in his lap as he watched lazily as if bored. This sapped all the fun out it for me and my movements because of Jeff’s disinterest. Somehow, I doubt Kenzo noticed as he soon reached his own climax. He held me still and firm as he jerked inside me.
We all sat motionless for a moment. I could hear Kenzo’s breathing regulating itself. Jeff eyes closed. I felt weak, sated, and a little worried with Jeff’s demeanour. Kenzo lifted me off him. I hadn’t noticed Jeff had moved, but he was holding out a robe for me, and tissues for the used condoms. Kenzo cleansed himself with the wipes Jeff gave him, which also appeared to have come from some magical place only Jeff knew about.
Jeff helped me on with my robe as Kenzo pulled up his jogging bottom and threw on his sweatshirt. Somehow Jeff was already wearing his joggers as well.
Picking up my dress, Jeff gazed at me. “You stay here and rest
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