“If you have needs, sweetness, if you're p***y's all wet and needy for a c**k, then you can tell one of us. We'll take care of you, I promise. If I'm not around, it's Sam's job to tend to you.”
With one arm banded about her, I used my free hand to unbutton her blouse. A lacy pink bra appeared, almost too delicate to handle the hefty load of her full breasts. I didn't have to dip my fingers beneath the fabric far to find her soft n****e. She gasped.
“If I'm not around, Jack will f**k you,” I murmured, kissing her right behind her ear.
“That's right,” Jack confirmed. “Why's your p***y all wet, sweetness? Does it miss our c***s?”
I pulled on her n****e then, tugging it then releasing.
“Sam,” she gasped.
I studied her profile, the bright flush in her cheeks, the way her eyes fell closed
