The cove had grown quieter as the sun slid lower, painting the sky in molten orange and pink. Ethan lay on the oversized blanket, chest heaving, his massive c**k still glistening from the three mouths that had just worshipped it. Thick ropes of his c*m streaked across Samantha’s heavy t**s, Rebecca’s flat stomach, and Vanessa’s full lips. The women weren’t touching each other now; every hungry gaze, every slow lick of lips, every teasing stroke was for him alone.
Vanessa was the first to move. She crawled forward on all fours, her E-cup breasts swaying like ripe fruit beneath her. c*m dripped from her chin onto the blanket as she looked up at Ethan with those wicked green eyes.
“Sweet boy,” she purred, voice low and filthy, “you just fed us the appetizer. Now it’s time for the main cours
