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Unable to take my arousal anymore, I stripped off my clothes and laid against the pillows again. Reaching between my legs, I rubbed my clit in fast hard circles.
Daddy popped off Tyler’s cock. “Look at our Little one, Tyler. She’s so turned on by watching us, she’s rubbing her pussy.”
I flushed and dropped my hand.
Fuck, shit!” Tyler yelled as Daddy sucked his tip into his mouth and stroked him quickly.
“I’m going to come, Elliot,” he growled, thrusting his cock up. Daddy picked up his speed and Tyler moaned loud and long as he came.
“Mhhhh.” Daddy milked the last of the pleasure for him.
Damn, that was hot.
Chapter Sixteen
Tyler
Pulses of pleasure still rippled through my cock and tiny aftershocks left me half-brained. Watching Elliot work so hard to bring me to pleasure eased any worries I had. Knowing he went out of his comfort zone to create intimacy with me meant more to me than I could ever explain.
Elliot kissed my mouth passionately and I returned the kiss before easing him onto his back.
“You don’t have to,” he tried, but I cut him off.
“Shut the fuck up, Elliot.”
Tinsley giggled and I looked over at her. I was surprised to see her lying naked on the bed with her hand between her legs. Elliot had pointed it out early, but the way she’d blushed, I thought she’d stopped.
“Little miss, go sit over Daddy’s face,” I commanded.
She scrambled to her knees and climbed over. Elliot guided her into the proper position with her knees on either side of his head. Her moans told me he wasted no time in licking her sweet little cunt.
I fisted his cock and he arched into my touch. Tinsley reached forward, planting her hands on his chest, and pulled at his nipples.
“Daddy,” she cried, grinding her pussy onto him.
Dropping my head, I sucked Elliot into my mouth. He was large and dripping. His taste covered my tongue.
“Mhph,” he moaned into our girl.
Sucking and flicking the tip of his cock while stroking him in my fist seemed to bring him the most pleasure. I loved the way his muscles twitched and how he curled his toes.
“Uncle Tyler,” Tinsley cried. I looked up at her. “Can I come?”
Popping off of Elliot’s cock, I considered her question. “You can come right now, but you will owe me and Daddy six more orgasms throughout the day, or you can hold off and come with Daddy,” I offered.
“Six?” Her thighs trembled on either side of Elliot's head.
“Six. And we can take them whenever and wherever we want.”
“Daddy!” she cried.
I chuckled, knowing Elliot had probably amped up his efforts.
“Nuuu!” she cried when he slipped a finger inside her. Apparently, the idea of us making her come in public was arousing for both of us.
Laughing, I bent and took Elliot back into my mouth.
“Daddy!” Tinsley cried again. Poor girl. The evidence of her arousal sounded with each thrust of Elliot’s fingers. Lifting my gaze, I looked up just in time to see her lose the battle. Her shoulders crumpled, her body shook, and whimpers of pleasure fell from her lips.
