Chapter 8

Lori giggled as she lay back on the table and kneaded her breasts.“Oh,Brandt,”she moaned,half in desire,half in disbelief.She wanted to call out to Jack,invite him to join them,but wasn’t sure if Brandt would agree to it or not.Instead,she settled for wiggling her hips as his jeans dropped to the floor.His hard cock jutted out at her from a patch of curly blond hair,the bulbous head an angry red.Precome already smeared the slit.

“Well,come on then,”she said,“before the bread gets soggy.Some of us really arehungry.”

“Hey!”Playfully he slapped her thigh,a resounding smack of skin on skin that set her giggling.“I can see if anyone else wants to do this with me instead of you.”

But Lori wrapped her legs around his waist,trapping him.“No way,mister.You started this,you have to finish it.Don’t make me beg.”

Brandt winked at her.“Now that’s a novel idea.”

She squeezed her legs,pulling him in towards her.“You’re not going anywhere until we finish.But one of us is overdressed.”