Chapter 168: Her Mother's Love, Part 10, Triad

MICHAEL

Angling her; her hips, her entrance, he holds her poised above him so he can thrust, withdraw, thrust, withdraw...

I slip out from the sheets, moving to watch the show from behind: her pale ass and peachy cheeks, his cock glistening as he pumps her...

Her rear entrance, dark rose.

That will do nicely...

She's gasping and gulping, crying out rhythmically as her body rocks and sways and jolts.

Sucking a long finger, I press it to her long enough that she registers I'm there, then push in, winding circles, scrolling out as I go. Her cries have an edge. An urgency. James is fucking her pussy but I have the rest.

I spiral harder, stretching and opening, loving the noises she's making.

Her ass is mine.

I slap, connecting with a cheek in a crack that ripples flesh and stings my hand. I rub, then slap again, watching a scarlet palm-print rise satisfyingly on one side then the other.

Lube...