Page 132 of Hard to Judge

“Fucking hell,” I hiss. Her pussy is swollen and pink. Her ass is full and round. “I want to slap that thing until it’s red and watch Arlo pound it until you scream.”

They both whimper, which centers my mind.

“He got to taste your mouth earlier. Come sit on his face and give him that pussy,” I say while working my fingers and stretching Arlo’s ass.

“Hota.” Arlo’s head thrashes side to side. “You really are the devil.”

I grin and jerk my chin toward Arlo when Hailey stares at me wide-eyed. “Make me repeat myself and you’ll be taking two cocks in that pretty puss.”

“Oh god.” Hailey scrambles up onto the bed and looks down at Arlo. “I won’t suffocate you.”

“You better.” Arlo hisses while jerking his hips, desperate for friction on his weeping dick.

“Face me.” I hold my free hand out for Hailey, driving my fingers a little deeper into the slick heat.

“You’re so dirty.” She wraps her fingers around mine and holds tight. “I love it.” Her leg swings over Arlo’s shoulder, and she spreads her knees wide.

Hailey’s hips flare wide as she sinks onto Arlo’s face. His lips open, and his tongue welcomes her with an easy stroke. Her head lolls back with a gentle moan. It’s all so sweet and sedate.

“You don’t get my dick until she comes,” I challenge.

Arlo’s wet lips latch around Hailey’s clit, and his throat works on deep, sucking pulls.

“Ahhhh!” Her head snaps forward. Those intelligent green eyes are accusing.

I offer her a wink, release her hand, and yank down the cups of her lace bra. “Are you mine, Hailey?” My fingers skim over the panther inked into her side and the dragon over her heart.

“Yes, Hota.” She gasps. “I’m yours.”

Arlo moans under her. His hips going more and more frantic.

“That’s right.” I lean over and scrape my teeth along her pert nipple. “You’re mine and you’re Arlo’s.” I latch on and tug long and deep as though I expect something to come out.

Maybe one day.

One day, I’ll suckle at one, and Arlo will suckle at the other, and we’ll bathe in the evidence of our claim over each other.

My dick thuds with blood and the need to claim.

I tweak her other nipple and damn near swallow the one in my mouth.

Hailey’s fingers dive into my hair and hold me close. Her hips rock, shaking Arlo’s frame and working him on my fingers. I groan, nearly losing the plot.

“Come for us, sunshine.” I gasp before returning to her nipple and flicking it with my tongue.

Her gasps and moans grow louder.

“Come on his face, so I can taste you when I kiss him, when I claim him. When I shove my dick in his ass so hard, he’ll feel me for days.” I tug her nipple and move my mouth to the other, sucking like a good boy. “Let us milk you, Mommy. Give us your cum.”

“Oh fuck, Hota,” she screams. “Fuck with your dirty, dirty mouth and Arlo’s filthy mouth on me. Fuck!” Her breathing is enough to warrant a weather advisory, and then she’s silent.

For a half second, her body bows. Silence prevails. Just as quickly, it’s vanquished by a shriek that rattles the walls.

“That’s it, Hailey. Give us what’s ours.” I bite her neck, marking her as mine.

When her gaze refocuses, I grab her hand and help her off Arlo’s face. He licks his lips and gasps. “So good."

“Right here.” I ease her back behind his head. “We’re not done with you yet.”

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