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“Ohhfuck!” Hazel screams. “Yessssfuck me!”

We loudly cum together and her nails claw lines into my back. Mine and Andrew’s cocks pulsate as we fill her.

I struggle to keep my weight off of her as we come down. I look over them and while Andrew is fighting to catch his breath, Hazel is already drifting off to sleep.

After I tell this to Andrew, the two of us lay her down between us. By the time her head touches the pillow, she’s out.

Andrew and I wear matching grins, and we fist bump.

In the silence of the night our eyes linger on one another.

I’m the first to speak.

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, me too. Nice hit though,” Andrew silently laughs.

I rest my hand on his forearm, and a static tingle radiates up my fingers. Soon I find myself hovering over Hazel, my lips meeting his.

A moan escapes my throat as our tongues flick teasingly against each other. Soon we are both hard. I remember how it felt in my hands. The familiar yet strange firmness that pulsated at the touch.

I grab him and he moans. He reaches for mine and I adjust my hips to help him. We go back to kissing and moaning into each other’s mouths.

My mind is a fog, but I let the pleasure carry me. It’s simple and intoxicating.

I come close to the edge, and again I feel him swell as he nears his. We cum together, and I separate our lips to watch.

The sight of him cumming only makes my orgasm more intense, though the warmth of his seed landing on me is startling.

As we bask in the afterglow, we share a last kiss.


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