Two parts today as I went over character limit for a post and wanted to give this entire chapter. This is the second of the two parts.
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“I think she’s about to pass out. Let’s move her down,” she heard Michael say.
His finger withdrew, as did Stephen’s, and she was suddenly empty. She almost cried at the emptiness, and wanted to be filled again by them. She wanted it. She needed it now. She heard someone moving beside her and lower than her. Becca’s mouth had also left her, leaving the room air to make her wet breasts feel cold and exposed. There was a rustling like someone was getting something out of a bag and a jangling of…chain? Metal? Something.
Hands guided her legs to step over something, and she realized it was a person.
“OK, Tami, kneel down, you’ll be on either side of Michael.”
Tami flushed with that knowledge. They wanted her to ride Michael. Being touched and poked and prodded was one thing, but to ride him like that in front of the other two was extraordinary. She trembled as she moved and quickly adjusted to the body she felt below her. Michael guided his cock to her pussy, wet as anything could ever be, and told her to lower herself.