Chapter 62

“Yes, yes,” Johnny moaned, head lolled against Ben’s neck. Marianne felt his warm breath tickle her chest and she ran a hand through his hair, scratching his scalp with her nails, before turning him towards her. She guided him easily towards her other breast and he latched on, hungry for her.

The two worked in disconcert, Ben nipping and tugging while Johnny sucked greedily. Ben’s hands worked both his cock and Johnny’s, and Marianne reached down to help, reaching for his fat dick to see for herself the heft and breadth of it. Like a thick sausage, it filled her hand completely, and Ben let go to give her full rein. With expert moves, she stroked up and down the short length, feeling it grow beneath her attentions. Gingerly she tickled her nails over his tender balls, then under them, then up his length, over the mushroomy tip, and down again, before she grasped him fully a second time.