And then... she notices said balls and starts an agonizing assault on them with her mouth.

She licks at us all round and then watches as our cock twitches and jerks and expands. She’s killing us with the need to come in her mouth only so we can see her lovely soft throat bob when she swallows every last drop.

We’ve had countless blowjobs before, but never by someone who is experimenting with us this way and taking fucking notes about it.

Never by Tierney Vaughn.

A woman we vowed was hands fucking off.










Chapter Seven

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TIERNEY

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Oh, my god. I don’tknow how to describe it, but I love the taste of all three of them. I can’t seem to get enough of the warm, silky drops that seep from them and sizzle hotly on my tongue before I swallow it down.

So addictive. Also, it’s an incredibly powerful feminine feeling when their cocks twitch and harden even more against my tongue.

Hmm... very interesting. There’s something amazing about doing this, but I can’t find the right words that would completely encapsulate the feeling.

Sucking on the head of Colter’s cock, desperate to draw out as much pre-cum as I can, I raise my eyes to him and note the look on his face. I do the same to Nolan and Jace.

Somehow, they look more fierce, more feral, and more alpha, as if they are the gods and I’m their servant.

I’m acutely aware of how wet I am. The panties were barely anything to begin with, but I didn’t expect I would drench the fabric so much that even my thighs were slippery with a coating of my juices.

“Wait, is this normal? Am I supposed to be this wet?” I ask, slipping a hand between my legs to test my own wetness.

I’ve never gotten this wet before, and I have a very healthy relationship with my clit vibrator. Before I can even analyze the wetness on my fingers, Colter and Jace swear under their breaths, and Nolan scoops me up from the floor with a heavy groan.

With my mouth still tingling from the imprint of their cocks, I let out a squeal as he tosses me onto the giant-sized bed. Jace removes my panties, and embarrassingly, it leaves a wet trail on my thighs as he peels it off me.

Wide-eyed, I watch as they inhale the scent of the little scrap of my panties, particularly where I soaked the fabric, and then they proceed to lick up the dewy spots on my skin all the way to the apex of my thighs. The touch of their mouths on me zapped me like a string of electric shocks.