The Taste of Mr. Davenport

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in her ear just in case she was skittish. His hands ran the length of her arms, leaving goose bumps in their wake. Gripping her hips, he pulled her back against his body letting her feel how aroused he already was at the prospect of fucking her and Mary at the same time. She ground against him, making him grit his teeth thanks to the hair-trigger he suffered whenever he was with her.
    “Do you want that, Claire?” Mary asked with a voice so seductive it was almost hypnotic. She spread her legs wide and ran her fingernail along the seam of the scrap of lace she called panties.
    Claire swallowed hard and nodded ever so slightly. Her eyes stayed transfixed on Mary’s movements. Carter used Claire’s distraction to his advantage, untying her bikini top and letting the material fall to the floor. He cupped her luscious tits and teased each one into a taut peak.
    Claire let her head fall back onto Carter’s shoulder. Her body slumped when he began rubbing her nipples, while at the same time sparks of electricity shot through her body. Her eyes never left Mary though and when Mary dipped her hand into her own panties, Claire felt wetness rush between her legs. The fact that she couldn’t see exactly what Mary was doing to herself was even more tantalizing than if she had been spread eagle before Claire.
    “What do you want, Claire?” Carter asked from behind her. His breath teased the fine wisps of hair that had fallen from her ponytail. After pushing her bikini bottoms down, his strong fingers spread her folds apart, showing Mary just how aroused Claire was. “You’re so wet. Are you turned on just thinking about tasting Mary’s sweet pussy?”
    Claire whimpered and widened her stance so that his fingers could explore her further.
    Not wanting to wait any longer to get her hands on the young girl, Mary crawled to the edge of the bed like a cat stalking its prey. Dropping to her knees on the floor, she lashed her tongue out and tasted Claire’s essence. Looking up, she smiled like the cat that got the cream. And what delicious cream it was.
    Claire’s knees buckled and she probably would have collapsed had it not been for Carter’s hold on her. The first swipe of Mary’s dainty pink tongue was enough to have her close to coming. This was more erotic than she could have imagined and they were just beginning. Claire didn’t know if she’d make it without spontaneously combusting.
    “God, Carter,” Mary exclaimed, giving Claire’s pussy a more thorough lick.
    “I know. I tried to tell you. She tastes like fucking heaven.” Carter held Claire open while Mary feasted on her juices. The way her hips gyrated and her breathing became labored told Carter that Claire was on the verge. He wasn’t much further behind watching the two women together.
    When Claire’s orgasm hit, Mary basked in the cream pouring from her. The young girl was the perfect toy to play with. It had been a while since Mary had been this turned on during a threesome. Needing her own release, Mary stood and grabbed Claire’s head, pulling her mouth to her own. The girl tensed at first, but quickly fell into the kiss.
    The taste of herself on Mary’s tongue spurred Claire to explore the woman’s soft skin. Her lips brushed over Mary’s jaw to her ear, traced a path around the lobe and then down her neck. Across Mary’s collarbone, Claire rained tiny, wet kisses. Reaching around the woman, Claire unhooked the bra, slowly lowering it as her lips traveled down the exposed skin.
    Taking a pebbled nipple into her mouth, Claire was rewarded by the rough sound that Mary released. Carter leaned over Claire and quickly fused his mouth to Mary’s, swallowing her moans while she held Claire’s head to her chest. Sucking hard—just the way she liked it—Claire found herself wanting to explore more.
    Snaking her hand down Mary’s middle, she probed her slick folds while continuing to suckle Mary’s breasts. Curiosity overrode her modesty when she

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