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The space on the bed was limited, but that was for the better. Our limbs intertwined and our hands moved everywhere. Legs went in and out and around each other. 

I didn't care whose lips were on my neck or whose hands were brushing through my hair.

The music subsided. The tone of a piano rang out three times. Veronica rolled on top of me. She lowered herself onto me. I focused my mind on the intersection of mine and Veronica's body.

The connection became deeper as she relaxed herself into me.

When my cock filled her up, she let out a moan and began to move. I met her thrusts a little more urgently each time.

I looked at Oliv for a second. She was touching herself. I knew that she hoped I would be able to go again after I finished with Veronica. Then Oliv kissed me. My hand strayed from Veronica's hip and traced its way down to where Oliv was pleasuring herself.