Gordon, Solara - Jet Lag Blues (Siren Publishing PolyAmour) by Solara Gordon Page A

Val’s hips, steadying himself each time she moved. Each flex and pull of her wet pussy tugged him closer to his release. “Easy on the moves. I’m not too far behind ya. Ease us over to Mason, and let’s take this to the intense level.”
    Val pushed back against him, tightening her muscles as she did. Darryl groaned, closed his eyes, and gripped her harder. “Yes, keep that up and I will cum right now.”
    “Hang on. I’m moving,” Mason said. Darryl opened his eyes. Mason had scooted next to Val and was working to position his cock closer to her mouth.

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    Mason slid one leg between Val’s arms. If he moved closer to her and got her right over his cock, she’d straddle him. Reaching behind him, Mason pulled a pillow on top of him. “Can you work this beneath me so I’m about mouth-level and you can’t miss me?” He winked as he raised his hips and began stuffing the pillow under him.
    “I’m not sure how much I can help. But keep pumping your ass up and down like that and maybe I’ll just slurp you in and out.” Val giggled and used her free hand to push the pillow under Mason on his next hump. Tossing her head, she moved her hair out of the way. She noticed Mason pausing. Not bothering to ask why he paused, Val leaned down and sucked him into her mouth.
    “Oh sweet Jesus. Woman, if your pussy is as tight as your mouth, Darryl and I are gonna blow and be done.” Mason pumped his cock rapidly in and out of her puckered lips. Panting, he lowered his hips back to the pillow and heaved a deep sigh. “I’m so damn close. My balls ache, and my cock is so fucking hard. I need to cream in your delectable mouth.”

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    Darryl leaned over Val and slipped his hand around her waist. He traced her mons, working toward her pussy. If all of them came together, each would feed and fuel their release off the others. Pacing was important. “Slack your legs a bit, babe. Let me find your clit and bring you to a double come with us.”
    Val eased her legs open, allowing Darryl to find her clit. “I’m not sure you can reach what you need to do that.” She shook her ass against him.
    Darryl groaned and pulled back some. He made sure he stayed buried in her heat. He ground his hips counterclockwise and back, pausing long enough to sink deeper into her before easing back out to the point of almost withdrawing. “Play with fire and you get hot steam happening.”
    Darryl slipped out and rubbed his hands up and down the small of Val’s back. “How about you lie on your side and let me take you that way so you can lick Mason from his balls to his cockhead without choking as I work you to a double blow? Your pussy and clit will thank me.”

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    Mason grunted as Val engulfed all of him down to his balls and sucked hard. “Keep that up and I will drain my balls dry now.” Threading his fingers into her hair, he tugged, and tried to scoot away. “I want you to enjoy what we’re doing so much that you ask for a repeat performance again and again.”

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    Val popped Mason out of her mouth and grasped the base of his cock. “I’m already planning the next feat. For now let’s get comfortable and cause one hell of an explosion.”
    Val slid her legs out behind her, rolling on to one hip. She raised her top leg in the air and glanced to Darryl. He knelt on the bed, stroking his condom-covered cock. Dampness glistened on the latex sheath announcing how turned on and horny she was.
    “Looks like that needs more of this.” She placed two fingers deep into herself and rubbed her G-spot until shivers erupted, taking her closer to what they sought. Drawing her fingers out, she traced her clit, moaning and jerking with each pass. “Oh, my god, that is so good. I want to come all over you Darryl as Mason creams for me.”
    Darryl straddled Val’s lower leg and eased back inside her heat. Val balanced her raised leg against Darryl’s shoulder. “At this angle my clit and G-spot are throbbing. It