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Crossing the line with the sister-in-law.
"Yeah, suck that dick," he murmured.
Her tongue squirmed along the underside, little trickles of drool running from the corner of her lips. The feel of him in her mouth made her drive deeper, more of him pushing over her tongue to nudge into her throat.
She glanced up at him, and caught a desirous spark in his eyes as his hand tightened in her hair, pulling her back off him.
"Suck my balls," he growled, "you came all over them, they need cleaning."
Humming at the prospect of a mouthful of cream-coated ballsack, she lifted the shaft and latched her lips onto the fat orbs underneath. Jordan sucked in a breath, his eyes widening slightly. She slid a few fingers through her slit, her arousal sky-high, this position familiar and yet different, as this person was not John or Tanya.
"My cum tastes so good on your balls," she breathed, breaking away from them for a moment only to tell him that, quickly dropping her mouth onto them again, slurping voraciously, gasping as she did so, the better to breath in more of that divine aroma.
Nearby footsteps heralded John popping up with his phone in hand, fixing it on Pam.
"Another one to send to Tanya," he told her, grinning, snapping a few salacious pictures.
The thought of her lover seeing those photos made Pam suck harder, leaving Jordan's balls slick with spit. Her fingers worked harder, pushing deeper, sliding along her inner walls, sending shivers up and down her spine.
"Who's up next?" Jordan asked, pulling her away from his balls.
"I am," said Vic, stepping up behind her.
She turned around, already reaching for his thickness, but he pulled her instead to her feet and led her onto the bed.
"Hands and knees," he ordered.
In seconds, she was in position, and he was sidling up behind her, taking hold of her hips.
The previous two rounds had made her body incredibly receptive, leading to her folds being drenched, in not just her own juices but also the spent seed of both Marshall and Jordan.
As such, Vic hilted in one stroke, sending sprays of the aforementioned fluids all over both of them.
She cried out, her channel having been neglected for a little while, now suddenly subject to the whims of a thick cock, its presence spreading her walls, striking deep into her, his balls bouncing against her as every inch crammed inside her. Vic swore gruffly, his fingers squeezing at her ass, grinding against her even as he found himself lodged to the base.
There was a moment of peace, wherein Vic simply indulged in the feel of her clamped around his manhood.
And then he began to fuck, eager to match his friends in savagery and pace. They shouted encouragement as he pumped his hips, one of his hands sliding up her back to shove her down. She squealed, pushing back at his thrusts, peeking to the side to see John watching them. There was a very noticeable bulge in his shorts, but he was not moving to address it, instead keeping his attention on them. When he noticed her glance, he shot her a smile, the affection there unmistakable, even as she took the punishing thrusts from another man's cock.
"Has Tanya replied yet?" she managed to ask.
He shook his head.
"Fuck," Vic grunted, "watching you be such a whore has really wound me up."
"What's the matter, Vic," one of his friends asked, "you ready to blow already?"
"Yeah," she managed to say, "it'd be really bad to cum much quicker than your friends."
The other four in the room laughed at that.
"I must not be fucking you hard enough," Vic growled, "if you can still say shit like that."
His hand twined into her hair; Pam knew what was about to happen.
He yanked back on his makeshifts reins, speeding up, hammering harshly into her sopping cunt. His other hand slapped at her ass, making her push back, feeling him hilt repeatedly in her steaming depths. Her moans spiked higher from the increased roughness, from the way he yanked back at her hair, her scalp stinging deliciously.
"Damn, Jordan," he commented, "y