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look."
    Russell turned to Jason. "They're perfect."
    "You haven't tasted one yet." Jason moved his hand to the breast nearest him and lifted his chin toward Russell.
    She watched this interchange.  The fact that Jason invited his best friend to partake in her chest made the moment when Russell dipped his head down even more incredible. With each man paying their own type of attention to her breasts, she squirmed beneath them, tangling her hands in their hair. Russell's technique was gentle, his touches and kisses light, precise as if he were taking great care like when he handled one of his vintage toys.
    Of course, Jason was different. He took her nipple between his teeth, tickled and taunted, and would stop to examine if his ministrations created the desired effect. When at last he was satisfied, he took Russell's hand, put it on the breast he tended to, then glanced up at her, and moved lower.
    He kissed his way down her stomach, and she held her breath, unable to move or react before he pulled her panties down and ran his fingers over her. "She's soaking wet."
    Wet wasn't the word for it, drenched was more accurate.  Heat rose in her cheeks at his declaration. "Jason." She covered her eyes with her hand.
    "It's awesome." With the words out, he placed his mouth on her.
    His tongue swirled around her most intimate spot, and she gasped. She always pictured Jason to be the type to know how to pleasure a woman, and her instinct was spot on.
    Russell moved her hand away and looked right into her eyes. "It's hot that you want us."
    She always wanted them. Always. Both of them, and they were here.  "Russell." She needed to ask him what they were doing. He would have the answer. Before she could get any words out, Jason slipped two fingers into her. All she could do was grab the bed sheet and brace herself against the pleasure that began to coil itself right in the middle. She couldn't go over the edge this quick, she hadn't even touched them yet. "Let me." She reached for Russell.
    Russell took her hand and kissed it, stopping her before she could touch him. "We want to make love to you." Though a statement, it felt like he was asking permission.
    She nodded and bit her lip. If that was what they wanted they better hurry, she was becoming desperate for relief and trying to hold back.
    "She's so ready." Jason didn't let up. "Get a condom."
    She bucked her hips when Jason spoke, the vibration hitting her in all the right places.
    "Russell, come on." Jason got up. "I want to watch first."
    "Ahh," she cried out in protest as Jason's mouth and fingers left her. Her body throbbed. How were they going to pull this off?
    She received her answer with the telltale crinkle of a cellophane condom wrapper being opened and the bed shifting as the men changed places. "You don't know how long I've wanted you." As Russell entered her, his voice hitched.
    Her body put up no fight in allowing him access. Over the years, they shared almost everything, and finally this last barrier was crossed. "Russell."
    She wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes, blocking everything else out except having Russell inside her.  She took in his skin, the way his muscles tensed beneath her hands, and how he moaned when she began to move with him. She swore to herself she would never forget this second where he worked to bring her to satisfaction.  His lovemaking felt tailor made to bring her to her end, everything she fantasized about, yet surprising at the same time. His strokes were even and steady, starting slow with a grind of his hips and building, becoming faster, more urgent.
    "That feel good, baby?"
    Until Jason spoke she almost forgot he was there, and she opened her eyes to the most surreal sight. Russell on top of her, his hair now loose and hanging down in his eyes, and Jason lying next to her.
    Jason pressed his body along the length of hers and took her chin, moving her face up to his. He kissed her, and she tasted herself on his lips. "Does