Page 37 of Calla's Boys

“Clyde, Doc,” she moans, wiggling in Doc’s arms and pushing her breasts closer to me.

“Fuck, Calla. You should be resting,” I mumble around her nipple.

“I’ve rested enough; Ineedthis. I need you both,” she pleads.

Her small hand lies flat on the back of my head as she holds me in place. Keeping my mouth firmly locked around her nipple. I lose myself in the sounds of her moans as I lightly twist and tease her free nipple.

A hand slaps away mine, and I guess that it’s Doc.

“Share, Clyde,” he warns.

I roll my eyes in the dark. As much as I want Calla to myself, Doc makes a valid point. It’s not just my turn, no matter how much I’d rather it was. The agreement we made between us was that we all share, as equally as possible.

“Yeah, yeah,” I mumble, softly biting the sensitive peak, eliciting a quiet squeak from Calla.

I let Doc have free reign of Calla’s other breast, and between us we continue to tease and play with her.

“I want you both,” she gasps, and I smile at her words.

Doc groans, the sound filled with tortured desire for this incredible woman. The feeling is more than mutual, and I let go of her breast and undo the sleeping bag to give us better access to the woman between us.

“We won’t fuck you tonight, but wewillmake you feel good,” I say, chuckling as she huffs in mild disappointment.

Grabbing the flashlight, I turn it on, aiming it low so we can see without being blinded by it.

We all squint for a moment as the light illuminates the tent. Calla is breathing a little harder than normal, and even in the dim light, I can see the wild desire in her eyes.

I lie down, then easily lift her on top of me so she’s straddling my face. Her gasp is music to my ears, and the wetness already soaking my mouth from her pussy is like a sweet nectar.

I lower her body so her pussy is pressed firmly against my mouth, and I proceed to devour her.

Calla writhes and moans above me, and her legs begin shaking almost instantly.

“Doc, come closer,” she moans breathlessly.

My eyes are closed, but I feel his body heat as he moves over to oblige her.

“Fuck, Calla. You’re so talented with that mouth of yours,”he groans.

The wet sounds of my tongue deep inside her and whatever she’s doing to Doc fill the tent.

Calla's muffled squeal when I pinch her clit between my fingers and lick the length of her pussy before slowly spearing her with my tongue is enough to drive me wild.

I continue to eat her, determined to have her gushing all over my face before I’m done.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Doc

Calla’s mouth is wrapped tightly around my dick, and her moans as Clyde fucks her with his mouth vibrate through me.

I know I won’t last long with the way she’s sucking my dick like it’s her favorite popsicle. I’m looking forward to returning the favor.

I was annoyed when Clyde said we wouldn’t fuck her tonight, but I can’t deny that this is just as fucking good.

Callataking my dick down her throat is something I’ll never get tired of experiencing.

She lets out a deep, throaty moan and then squeals around me, reaching the precipice of her pleasure and sending me straight into mine.

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