When he slicked them down over my pussy, he groaned into my shoulder. "So wet, Belle. Fuck, you feel good."

I opened up for him while he stroked me, my tongue lapping at Eddie's in the same rhythm. My hips bucked while I rode Sawyer's palm, and I groped wildly in the air, seeking two hard cocks I could stroke. As soon as I found them, they both groaned loudly. I needed them inside me because I was about to combust.

With a hungry growl, Eddie tore away from my lips and then ...