"Let me clean it up for you.*
She licked upwards with long, slow, worshipful strokes, cleaning the sweat and the faint traces of her own arousal from his skin. The sensation was exquisite, a tender counterpoint to the frenzied fucking of moments before. Ethan groaned, his head falling back onto the pillow. The sensitivity was almost too much,
He felt another presence then. Sophia had shifted down along.She didn't push Lia away; instead, she joined her.
Two tongues now, instead of one assaulted him.
One rough and eager, the other expertly smooth and knowing. They worked in a synchronized dance around his cock, which began to stiffen again with alarming, almost painful speed under their dual attention.
Lia focused on the thick base and his heavy balls, leaving them with broad strokes, while Sophia attended to the crown, her lips forming a perfect 'O' to suckle gently at the head, her tongue flicking over the hole slit where a fresh bead of pre-cum was already forming.
