Tyler banged at the door. It sounded like he was using himself as a human battering ram.
“Let me,” Amy said, digging into Byron’s pants with the fingers he’d already sucked.
Byron looked at the trembling door.
“Is it okay?” Amy asked.
Of course it was okay. Tyler would never object to the s*x. s*x wasn’t the problem. Blood was. But it was all mixed together in Byron’s lust, now. He wanted the taste and the feeling. He wanted the satisfaction.
He put on a laugh. “You think I’m gonna say no?”
With a coquettish grin, Amy unzipped his pants and his c**k pummelled her hand. They both moaned as precum splashed her wrist. Byron had never felt so hard. His erection throbbed wildly, in time with Tyler’s insistent pounding at the door.
“I want you in my mouth, Byron.” Amy wrapped h
