Kaitlyn
“Angel, you were the sweetest treat I could’ve asked for when I got home tonight.” Cynthia turned her head to place a gentle kiss on my naked belly. “Text your parents and let them know we need you to stay the night, yeah?”
Startled, I bit my lip. “You want me to stay?”
“Oh, angel.” Cynthia leaned up, her drenched pussy dragging along her husband’s thigh. “We’re so not done with you yet. Text them. Then we can go to bed.”
Cynthia stood, pulling me along with her. Arms wrapped around me, she squeezed my ass, pressing a kiss to my mouth.
“Thank you,” she whispered against my lips, “for the gift of you. Delicious.” She gasped as Brad’s hands slipped into each of our pussies. “You best get those texts sent, love. He’s getting impatient for more.”
Brad pulled his dripping fingers from their lust-swollen lip and put them in each other’s mouths. “Here you go… how does she taste, Kaitlyn?” I groaned, greedily licked his fingers of Cynthia’s juices. “You can have more after you tell your parents you’re staying.” I gulped, then nodded eagerly, typing out a message to my mother, knowing she would already be asleep and wouldn’t get it until the morning. Which was a good thing, trust me. My mother would not be happy I stayed over at the Knightley’s, especially since she didn’t know Mrs. Knightly had come home.
His wife finished savouring the sweet treat he offered and grabbed her phone,...