Their conversation fractured into filthy, breathless fragments.
Celene: "Harder… wreck my ass while the sun watches…"
Seraphina: "I'm going to come on his face just from watching you take it…"
Xavier, voice muffled against wet folds: "Both of you—come for me. Milk my cock and my tongue at the same time."
He picked up speed, hips snapping now, the slap of skin against skin loud in the golden room. One hand left Celene's hip to reach around Seraphina, two fingers plunging into her pussy while his thumb circled her clit. Seraphina screamed first—back arching, breasts bouncing as her orgasm crashed through her, flooding his mouth. The clench and flutter of her walls against his fingers triggered Celene; her ass clamped down on his cock like a fist, spasming in waves that ripped his own release from him with a roar.
