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gripping my face in both hands and pressing his mouth to mine, hungry for my lips. I fumbled with his zipper, reaching inside to grab his thick, pulsing cock. I slid my body down his, kneeling over his thighs as I ran my tongue over his shaft.
    Out of the corner of my eye I saw Andrew approach us, holding the small paper bag in one hand.
    “Wait,” he said, handing me a condom.
    I grinned broadly at him before grasping his shirt and pulling him down for a kiss.
    “You make a hell of a wingman,” I said before leaning over Davis’s lap. I ripped open the foil, sliding the condom onto the pulsing cock in front of me. Placing my hands on Davis’s shoulders, I gently pushed him back on the carpet before crawling back up his body, grasping his cock between my fingers, and sliding myself down onto him.
    We both let out a guttural moan as he filled me, his throbbing shaft stretching my pussy with every inch.
    I dug my nails into his shoulders, sinking my hips lower to accommodate him. I felt my own wetness sliding around us both, making his entrance into me all the easier.
    Sitting straight up, I began to roll my hips, thrusting them forward and back as I gyrated on top of Davis’s lap. He dug his fingers into my thighs, gripping me tightly as I thrust myself over his cock. I looked up to find Andrew standing a few feet away, stroking his cock as he watched me ride his boss. He bit his lips as he stared at me, taking in the sight before him.
    “God baby,” I moaned. “Mr. Howell has a fantastic cock.”
    I watched Andrew grit his teeth, still stroking himself.
    “Tell me about that cock, darling.”
    “It’s thick ,” I moaned, moving more quickly now atop Davis. “It’s thick and it’s veiny . It fills me up to the brim, and I love it when he fucks me with his big hard cock.”
    On cue, Davis began thrusting his hips upwards to meet me, ramming his cock even deeper into my dripping slit. I cried out, gripping his chest as he fucked me, my voice cracking as I felt an immense heat building up inside me.
    “Fuck me, oh God – fuck me ,” I moaned, rubbing myself harder against Davis. The thick tangle of his pubic hair pressed hard against my clit, sending spasms all up and down my body.
    “You wanna get fucked?” Davis panted. He sat up, rolling us both over on the carpet. I raised my hips up, leveraging myself against him with my feet. Davis roughly grabbed my hips, yanking me towards him.
    “I’ll fuck you alright,” he said, thrusting himself back into me.
    I cried out again, lifting my hips to meet his pacing. In and out he slid, furiously plunging into my slit. I closed my eyes, letting myself sink down, feeling how his delicious cock stretched me.
    I felt a hand in my hair and opened my eyes to see Andrew, kneeling beside my head. His cock was inches away and I took it immediately into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it as he moaned above me.
    Lying there in the office with Davis fucking me as my husband slid his cock in and out of my mouth, I knew I was close to heaven. I moaned around his shaft, feeling Davis pumping himself faster between my pulsing lips.
    I gave a cry, wrapping my legs around Davis and bringing him tight against me as I came, my body trembling between the two men. Andrew slid his hands over my tits, squeezing my nipples as my climax shook through me, sending me into slight convulsions.
    Davis gave a few more thrusts, and with each one I cried out at the unbearable pleasure. Pulling his cock out of me, he stood and made his way to the sofa. Collapsing against it, he watched as I writhed on the ground, my husband still caressing my nipples.
    Andrew bent down to kiss me on the mouth before grasping my hand and pulling me up.
    “Come on darling,” he whispered to me. “I think it’s time you got properly fucked.”

EIGHT
    Andrew sat on the couch beside Davis, pulling me down on top of him. Straddling my husband, I kissed him passionately, feeling every rush of electricity that shot