The other young man nodded and stepped back to strip out of his slacks and polo while Milo dropped to his knees in front of Emilia. “I wanted to do this last week,” he said, and gripped her ass to bring her closer to his mouth.
“Milo,” she whimpered as his tongue met her slit.
His fingers had been amazing but Milo’s skill with his tongue approached divine. There were no wasted movements. He remembered what her body responded to and used his tongue and his lips to send her right back to that moment on the couch, when she became his — and theirs — for the very first time.
Her puffy pink lips were his first target, drawing his concentration as behind her Jaxton stepped up again, his fat prick sliding between the cleft of her ass as he licked and sucked her neck and her shoulder. His big arms wrapped around her and he cupped and squeezed her tits, groaning into her ear. She leaned back against him, twisting her head, and Jaxton kissed her. It was neither gentle or harsh, but loving, the kind of kiss she might expect from Jim.
As Milo teased her sensitive walls, Jaxton pinched her nipples and kissed her again and again. She brought her hands to his and murmured against his mouth, “Harder.” He grinned and complied, making it hurt just enough to add some fire to the pleasure. She whimpered against him, and dropped the hand to Milo’s head, looking down at him. Staring back up, he moved to her clit, giving it a kiss first before sucking it. She gasped and clutched his hair.
“Lick my clit, baby, mm, just like that.”
Jaxton gave her tits another pinch, then ran his hands up and down her stomach as he kissed her shoulder again, then the blades of her back, and her spine. She shivered and cooed as he began to lick and kiss his way down her spine. Milo alternated between long licks of her pussy and teasing her clit, still looking up at her with those sweet eyes.
Across the room, leaning against the wall, Simon watched all this, stroking his cock. She curled a finger at him but he ignored it. As Jaxton worked his way down her back, Simon finally broke the pose and grabbed his cell phone from the dresser beside him. He snapped a few pictures as Jaxton kissed and licked her spine and Milo did the same with her cunt. It was curious, but she was too lost in her pleasure to pay him much mind.
Especially when Jaxton spread her cheeks wide, and his tongue danced against her asshole.
Emilia froze. The sensation was so foreign, so taboo she didn’t recognize it for what it was at first, and then when she did, the words exploded out of her lungs. “Oh, fuck! Tongue my ass, Jaxton!”
The dual sensations of her clit being teased and licked while Jaxton drove his tongue into the depths of her most forbidden hole drove her wild. And when Milo slid two fingers into her pussy, the warmth went electric. She thrust back and forth, unable to focus on just one of her block boys. They were both so fucking good.
Her hands moved everywhere. She cupped her own breasts, pulling the nipples, tweaking them. She grabbed at her hair, staring up at the ceiling, rocking against Jaxton’s tongue in her ass as he spread her even wider. Why became apparent moments later when his tongue was replaced by two fingers almost at the exact same moment as Milo did the same with her pussy.