Nelly’s frown deepens for a split second, her lips pressing into a thin line, but she slides her foot alongside mine anyway. Our soles press together around Liam’s throbbing cock—mine soft and arched, hers a little more forceful—as we stroke him. He groans deep in his chest, hips jerking forward, eyes locked on my feet longer than hers.

“Fuck… Lynn, your feet drive me insane,” he rasps.

Nelly’s jaw tightens, but she pumps faster, trying to reclaim his attention.

Then anal. ...