“I’m so close,” she cries.
I stand on my knees in front of her on her bed and beg her toward me. She comes closer, in turn, causing Luke to groan in her absence. She spins around and leans on all fours. I press my painfully stiff member inside her. She rocks quickly on my hips, matching the speed Luke had just given her.
I watch her take Luke in her mouth fully as pleasure overwhelms me and I exert it by laying a few hefty spanks on Emma’s tight rear, earning me a few orgasmic moans. Luke's arms bend up, accentuating his carved biceps that I know he words so hard for.
He’s covering his face like the sight of us is too hot to bear. Without words, I agree. I have to fight my own eyelids from drooping. Every second they don’t, I run the risk of combusting.
Goosebumps decorate Emma’s skin, and she shutters, bent over, with her mouth still around Luke. Her hot walls tighten and release around me, as I push the pleasure deeper and deeper inside her, over and over again.
Luke’s moans transform into a near scream as his orgasm shoots out of him, pulling mine along with it.
“Holy shit!” I cry.
An almost painful, overwhelming pleasure takes hold of my body. I ride my orgasm like a high and collapse breathlessly by Luke and Emma. Emma turns to me, panting and sweating, wearing a sly smile.
“I can’t believe we just had sex with Captain Watson.”