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gyrated back and forth as the climax speedily built up within her. Normally it would be something that would come in slower waves, but this one originating from extreme clitorial stimulation coupled with Jason probing an area he never explored with her before was very different. Her legs started to shake as Jason's warm tongue literally fucked her asshole similar to how he would normally ram her with his cock; the exotic sensation felt so good.
    Suddenly she felt Matt’s arms wrap around her waist, pulling her forward on top of him. Jason's probing tongue disappeared. Matt roughly put her bound hands behind his head, and his neck was thick with sweat. His hair brushed her forearms, the sides of her hands touched what felt like embroidered fabric, and her knees scraped against something similarly rough. As Matt adjusted her position, her hands instinctively reached for something solid to brace on, and the tips of her fingers touched the unmistakably cold, smooth sensation of glass.

    The window. That must be the window. Someone saw me orgasm.
    Rose could barely make her own inquiry of her two lovers through her rapid panting. “Is someone watching us?”
    “Pretty sure.” Jason’s nonchalant voice didn’t seem to be as close to her as before.  
    Matt chuckled beneath her. “You’re giving everyone such a show.”
    The confirmation of her suspicions made her suck in her breath, and several reactions raced through Rose’s mind. One moment she felt completely vulnerable, the next exposed, and she finally resolved that the premise definitely added to her growing excitement. Mild curiousity bubbled up within her; she wondered about how many were watching her and if she was getting total strangers off by her antics.
    She wanted Matt to stop teasing her with the tip of his thick cock and just fill her inside. Her thighs were damp and he must know she was opened to him; she couldn't understand why he deliberately paused.
    Please Matt. I dreamed of this for years.
    Her breathing almost stopped as he finally guided himself into her dripping hole. She couldn't prevent herself from tightening around him when he pushed down on her hips. Every inch of him resonated within her as he pulled her to his chest. With each excruciatingly prolonged plunge with his hips into her, she heard herself in a voice she didn’t recognize as her own repeatedly say, “Yes!”
    A pang of guilt nagged at her for a split second. Where is my husband? Was this okay?
    The thought vanished from Rose's mind as quickly as it arrived, and something primal took over. Rose wanted to get on her knees so she could bounce on his cock at a faster pace, but Matt's tight embrace denied her any movement.
    Her ribcage and Matt's smooth, defined chest mashed up against the weight of Rose’s voluminous breasts. Normal breathing became foreign to her as she found herself struggling against his embrace.
    Matt released one arm from her back and cupped her chin in his hand to pull her face closer to his while his throbbing cock stayed motionless in her.
    "Rose. Listen to me very carefully." Matt highlighted his instructions with grunts as if he was in pain while his thumb dug into her jaw. "Listen. You need to stay like this. Jason is going to fuck your ass. It is going to hurt for a little while, but then it will feel amazing. Do you understand?"
    She nodded her head slightly against Matt’s grasp.
    "Do you get it? I'm going to fuck that beautiful pussy of yours while Jason slides his cock into your asshole," Matt said in a slightly softer tone, but still breathing hard. He relaxed his grip on her face."Don't be scared. Both of us will be in you at the same time. It will feel so good. Just be patient. We'll go slow." He gave her a quick kiss on her chapped lips as if that would reassure her.
    "Jason," he said loudly over her shoulder. "Use the condom on the dresser. It will help with clean up later if she gets messy."
    "Yeah, I gotta grease up good too," Jason replied