Ruth’s POV
They find a rhythm that makes me forget my own name.
Daniel thrusts up into my p***y from below in deep, rolling strokes while Rhett drives into my ass from behind in a counter-rhythm.
Cole f***s my mouth in slow, measured strokes, his hand cupping the back of my head, while my fingers work Jace’s c**k in tight, slick strokes beside me.
The sensation of all four of them at the same time is something my body was not designed for and is handling anyway. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire.
My p***y skin is too tight. I can feel Daniel’s c**k pressing against Rhett’s through the thin wall that separates my holes, and every time one of them thrusts deep, the pressure shifts against the other and I feel it everywhere .
She’s shaking,” Cole pants, his c**k sliding past my l
