Chapter Five - Michael... James kneels back, pushes Charlotte back down, and in a smooth sequence of movements, unzippers himself with one hand, swiping the other over Charlotte's flooding vulva and thighs, slick and shiny with her own honey. The vibe inside her p***y hums a merry tune as, lubing himself up, James twists out the emerald-headed plug, tossing it to one side.
He leans over her, almost on all fours himself. Fingers curled around his erection, he takes his time, boring into her. Rocking back and forth, a little deeper with every stroke, he fills her from the rear.
Charlotte groans...
Head low, his face burning, James groans too.
I don’t give him more than two minutes…
Beth’s spine pressed to my chest, her arousal builds, a quiver that grew to a shudder as she watched Richa
