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close to his lover's thighs as if he hated any space between them and his mouth. Holy shit, that mouth worked Patrick's cock like he'd been born to.
    With every slide up Patrick's length, he left a glistening wake of saliva and also afforded her the perfect view of her boss's dick. Her mouth watered. From her vantage point she could see that Patrick's cock was long and thick when erect and she ached to drop to her knees next to Daniel and get a few tastes of her own.
    "Fuck, yeah, baby. Suck it,” Patrick growled.
    Daniel sucked so hard on the next upstroke that his cheeks hollowed until he released his lover's cock with a pop. “Do it. You know you want to, Trick. Say her name."
    Gina squeezed her thighs together and bit her lip on a whimper. She wiggled back and forth, trying to cool the burning ache between her legs. The skin of her lower back tingled and itched and she knew without touching the skin that her tail wanted to come out and play. Hell, her tail just wanted her to come. The inner kitty was jonesing for some action and she knew from experience that she didn't have much power against the beast.
    Patrick, her sweet boss who never had a harsh word for anyone, fisted Daniel's hair and wrenched his lover's head back. Her gasp was swallowed by Daniel's. “You want me to say it? Want me to pretend you're her while I fuck your pretty face?"
    Fuck, she wanted him to pretend. She wanted to hear Patrick fantasize about getting a blowjob from a woman. Without a doubt, she heard the word her and not him from Patrick and that just ratcheted her libido, and prime time fantasies, right up there.
    Patrick shoved his dick back into Daniel's mouth and a great moan reverberated through the kitchen. Patrick? Or Daniel? One of the two really enjoyed what happened just now. And dang it, she enjoyed it too. Even more, she was going to enjoy it a lot better in two… She slid her right hand down the wall, clit throbbing in anticipation. She dipped her hand beneath the elastic of the boxers she wore. Her fingertips danced along the skin of her abdomen and she dipped them into the top of her slit. A sweet, achy shudder worked through her from head to toe with just that tiny bit of contact. Oh, yeah.
    Moans and groans mixed with deep, heavy breathing mixed with her own sighs of pleasure as she circled her clit. Her juices already coated her pussy from core to the hood of the tiny nubbin, giving her plenty of lubrication to work with. Shivers and streaks of undeniable pleasure slid over her from head to toe. Finger performing a dance her body knew by heart, she watched, transfixed by the men in the next room.
    Patrick's hips shifted and thrust his cock into Daniel's mouth and she couldn't miss the look of pure rapture on his face. She also couldn't miss the raging hard-on her boss's lover was sprouting. It strained beneath his sweatpants.
    She circled her clit in time with Patrick's body, for every thrust and retreat, she circled the blood-engorged nub with her fingertip. Not too hard and not too soft, she held herself on the brink of orgasm as the men in the other room worked toward theirs. Her fantasy had been shattered up in the bathroom, earlier in the evening, but she could have this one stolen moment with the two men before she went along with her life. Tomorrow… tomorrow she'd have to go to work and live through days that ate at her fantasies, but each night she could cherish this seductive, illicit memory.
    "Fuck, yeah. Gonna come in that sweet mouth,” Patrick whispered, low and husky. Daniel moaned. “Gonna shoot my load down your throat and you're going to drink every drop.” Ewwww. It sounds sexy, but tastes nasty!
    Daniel's eyes drifted close and Gina imagined sucking Patrick's cock with her boss’ lover. Daniel could remain locked to the shaft while she sank lower between Patrick's legs, licking and sucking his balls into her mouth as she massaged and stroked his perineum. With the two of them making love to Patrick