thumbing over her pussy, she lost it. Another orgasm roared over her as Simon gasped and his hips jerked once, twice, before he froze, his body shaking. Sherry held him with arms and legs until he caught his breath. Wordlessly he kissed her then slid out, his softening dick rubbing over her pussy deliciously as he dropped onto the bed next to her.
"I take it you liked that?" Eli asked.
Sherry blushed. "Um—"
He laughed and pried her fingers off his arm. "I liked it too." Sherry glanced down at his still-hard cock. He followed her gaze. "Yeah. I'm kinda desperate." He pressed the heel of his hand against his dick, then closed his fingers around it and jacked himself.
Sherry watched, spellbound. She hadn't thought about what it would be like to watch a man do that. Gorgeous . Eli pumped himself a few times then relaxed onto his back. His other hand reached down to play with his balls while his right hand continued to stroke himself. He arched his spine, panting. The tip of his erection was wet.
"He's really close now," Simon said.
"How do you know?"
"Look at how wet he is." Simon touched a finger to Eli's dick.
"Simon, Jesus." Eli immediately stilled, his fingers squeezing even tighter. Simon lifted his hand to his mouth and licked.
"Sweet," he whispered, then licked his palm and nudged Eli's hand away. "Let me."
Eli nodded jerkily. Simon wrapped his hand around Eli and pumped once. He shook his head. "Not wet enough." He turned to Sherry and smiled wickedly at her. "Can I?"
She frowned, confused. Simon rubbed his hand over her pussy, gathering her juices. Oh , she thought, fascinated. She squirmed, still sensitive. Simon wet Eli's cock with her moisture and stroked him again. Eli grabbed the bedding and hung on. Sherry wondered what he'd taste like. Would he mind? She bit her lip, considering.
"What are you thinking?" Simon paused, running his thumb over the head of Eli's cock.
"Jesus, Simon, you're killing me," Eli gasped.
Sherry licked her lips. Simon laughed. "Oh yeah, I'm sure he'd like that."
"Like what?"
Sherry didn't answer. Instead she bent down and licked over the crown. Eli groaned and his hips bucked. Sherry would've laughed if she hadn't had a mouthful of cock. He tastes like me , she thought, amused. Her jaw ached a bit from trying to open so wide so she backed up a little. When she dug her tongue into the tiny slit at the head of his erection, moisture seeped out. He tasted musky. Male. She liked what her mouth did to him. She licked and licked, then slid down, bumping her lips against Simon's hands. She didn't think any more could fit and stopped, wondering what the hell she'd gotten herself into.
"Suck on your way up," Simon instructed.
Sherry tried it, gratified when Eli's hips jerked again. She pulled off with a pop. "I thought you said he was close?"
"Simon's a sadistic bastard," Eli said, panting. "So are you."
Sherry looked at his face. He was flushed. A little sweaty. Was she doing it right? "What do you mean?"
Eli gestured helplessly at his groin. "Simon's got his fist around the base of my prick. I can't come like that."
"Does it hurt?" Sherry wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel. She might not be experienced but she figured she could make up for a lot in enthusiasm. She touched him with the tip of a finger, loving the hot-hard-soft feel of his cock.
Eli grunted and thumped his head back on the pillow. "Not exactly."
Simon grinned. "It could hurt if I did it too long, but I wouldn't do that."
"I don't care what you do, just do something . Anything." Eli thrust up with his hips.
Sherry licked her lips and eyed his dick. He was huge. Her pussy was still kind of sensitive but watching Eli nearly come apart made her hot. His hips twitched and Simon moved his hand away.
"Simon, I swear to God I will kill you," Eli gritted out.
Simon bit his lip, looking suddenly bashful. What was going on? Sherry didn't understand why he was acting so shy. "Simon?"
Simon glanced at
"I take it you liked that?" Eli asked.
Sherry blushed. "Um—"
He laughed and pried her fingers off his arm. "I liked it too." Sherry glanced down at his still-hard cock. He followed her gaze. "Yeah. I'm kinda desperate." He pressed the heel of his hand against his dick, then closed his fingers around it and jacked himself.
Sherry watched, spellbound. She hadn't thought about what it would be like to watch a man do that. Gorgeous . Eli pumped himself a few times then relaxed onto his back. His other hand reached down to play with his balls while his right hand continued to stroke himself. He arched his spine, panting. The tip of his erection was wet.
"He's really close now," Simon said.
"How do you know?"
"Look at how wet he is." Simon touched a finger to Eli's dick.
"Simon, Jesus." Eli immediately stilled, his fingers squeezing even tighter. Simon lifted his hand to his mouth and licked.
"Sweet," he whispered, then licked his palm and nudged Eli's hand away. "Let me."
Eli nodded jerkily. Simon wrapped his hand around Eli and pumped once. He shook his head. "Not wet enough." He turned to Sherry and smiled wickedly at her. "Can I?"
She frowned, confused. Simon rubbed his hand over her pussy, gathering her juices. Oh , she thought, fascinated. She squirmed, still sensitive. Simon wet Eli's cock with her moisture and stroked him again. Eli grabbed the bedding and hung on. Sherry wondered what he'd taste like. Would he mind? She bit her lip, considering.
"What are you thinking?" Simon paused, running his thumb over the head of Eli's cock.
"Jesus, Simon, you're killing me," Eli gasped.
Sherry licked her lips. Simon laughed. "Oh yeah, I'm sure he'd like that."
"Like what?"
Sherry didn't answer. Instead she bent down and licked over the crown. Eli groaned and his hips bucked. Sherry would've laughed if she hadn't had a mouthful of cock. He tastes like me , she thought, amused. Her jaw ached a bit from trying to open so wide so she backed up a little. When she dug her tongue into the tiny slit at the head of his erection, moisture seeped out. He tasted musky. Male. She liked what her mouth did to him. She licked and licked, then slid down, bumping her lips against Simon's hands. She didn't think any more could fit and stopped, wondering what the hell she'd gotten herself into.
"Suck on your way up," Simon instructed.
Sherry tried it, gratified when Eli's hips jerked again. She pulled off with a pop. "I thought you said he was close?"
"Simon's a sadistic bastard," Eli said, panting. "So are you."
Sherry looked at his face. He was flushed. A little sweaty. Was she doing it right? "What do you mean?"
Eli gestured helplessly at his groin. "Simon's got his fist around the base of my prick. I can't come like that."
"Does it hurt?" Sherry wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel. She might not be experienced but she figured she could make up for a lot in enthusiasm. She touched him with the tip of a finger, loving the hot-hard-soft feel of his cock.
Eli grunted and thumped his head back on the pillow. "Not exactly."
Simon grinned. "It could hurt if I did it too long, but I wouldn't do that."
"I don't care what you do, just do something . Anything." Eli thrust up with his hips.
Sherry licked her lips and eyed his dick. He was huge. Her pussy was still kind of sensitive but watching Eli nearly come apart made her hot. His hips twitched and Simon moved his hand away.
"Simon, I swear to God I will kill you," Eli gritted out.
Simon bit his lip, looking suddenly bashful. What was going on? Sherry didn't understand why he was acting so shy. "Simon?"
Simon glanced at
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