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whacked them, too, the skin moving past a deep shade of pink to crimson. He tapped the plug frequently, knowing how the unforgiving plastic would wake up all those untried nerve endings and add to the sensations. Jackie wept and sobbed, the volume of her cries increasing with every wallop. It felt right to use his hand on her, more personal and intimate. Ashley suddenly raised a finger, and Alistair instantly stopped. His heart was pounding, and he heard his laboured breathing even over Jackie’s pants. He flexed his stinging hand and carefully felt between Jackie’s legs. Soaked. Ashley had known that she needed this, both to be punished for her own self and to make reparation to him. It was a requirement in getting their past out of the way so they could move forward. It had been incredibly cathartic. For all of them.
    He went for a condom and some tissues and returned to stand beside Ashley. Jackie’s face was mottled from the crying, and her nose was red. Her eyelashes were clumped together and she still hiccupped pitifully, and he loved her beyond anything in that moment. Ash took the tissues and wiped Jackie’s face and held them for her to blow her nose while Alistair released her wrists. He handed the condom to Ashley, who took it with barely a hesitation to open it and sheath him. Jackie’s eyes widened and she strained to look from him to Ash, her mouth falling open. If she didn’t know they were a team before, she did now. Alistair had no interest in dominating Ashley, but having her help him, as he would help her, would keep Jackie slightly off balance, especially when she got that Italian temper going.
    He released her ankles next and knelt behind her, admiring her red, red ass, the plug like a bull’s-eye to that virgin bottom hole. He decided to leave it in and reached to grasp her hips, lifting her off the bench, and then lowered her, mindful of her probably numb legs, and surged into her pussy to the hilt. He needed no guidance to find her tight little opening, and his cock sang with the sensation of finding its way home. It hit the mouth of her womb, and she flailed in his hold in shock. Ash grabbed her hands as Alistair pulled her back flush to his chest, his cock now nudging the walls of her sheath in very different ways, and felt her bear down on him. It felt totally fucking amazing.
    The walls of her tight channel had stretched to accommodate him, but if Ash hadn’t used the big dildo earlier and if he hadn’t driven forward, he doubted he could have gotten so high up inside of her. He was in a place he never wanted to leave, surrounded by such silky fire. The heat he’d created in her buttocks and thighs transferred to his own skin and increased his desire, and he held her hips harder to control her movements. Ash scooted to sit on the bench, never releasing Jackie’s hands, and bent at the waist to swallow Jackie’s gasps and moans with her mouth. Jackie seemed to take strength from that contact, her body becoming less pliant in his arms.
    Alistair unleashed a storm of thrusts that surely mashed their lips and teeth together to the point of pain, but Ashley didn’t budge. Instead, she looped Jackie’s hands behind her head and then moved her own freed hands down to cup and lift Jackie’s breasts. Alistair knew one of those hands had gone further south when Jackie flexed on his cock. He powered in and out of her pussy, the plug jostling with his every move, making her tighter, harder to penetrate as he flexed upward and pulled her down onto him each and every time for deeper infiltration. Ashley brought her off shortly thereafter, her scream barely masked by Ashley swallowing that cry, and the sudden clench and residual fluttering deep within Jackie’s cunt caused his balls to draw up, the base of his spine to tingle, and then his cum surged as his cock spent itself. Fuck. His energy was gone, sapped. And Ash hadn’t made it yet. He was truly getting old because all he wanted to do was