Sawyer's POV
The words hung thick in the air. Even though Walker's voice was shaky, I could feel the hunger behind them.
And it was so f*****g hot.
I was still perched on my knees between them, spit running down my chin, their wet huge c***s throbbing in front of my face.
My own c**k ached, dripping on the tiled kitchen floor. The place now smelled of sweat and musk.
Ford stared at his best friend like he had grown ten heads. His shaft twitched hard, dripping copious amount of precum.
"You serious?" Ford asked, voice hoarse like he was the one who was throat f****d.
Walker nodded once, body ramrod straight. His cheeks was flushed, eyes dark and breathing hard like he ran a marathon.
I shifted on my knees and looked up at Walker. "Come here " I said quietly, "I'll show you w
