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The sound of the front gate opening made all three of us freeze like deer in headlights.
“s**t — that’s Mum’s car!” I whispered frantically, my p***y still dripping down Jake’s c**k.
Ethan, the absolute menace, just smirked.
He was halfway buried in Jake’s ass, thick c**k stretching him open while Jake was buried inside me.
“Keep going,” Ethan whispered, voice low and filthy. “Don’t you dare stop f*****g her, Jake. And you — keep that pretty mouth moaning quietly.”
Jake looked terrified but insanely turned on.
He started thrusting into me again, slower this time, while Ethan f****d him from behind with deep, controlled strokes.
“Oh my god…” I moaned softly, trying to stay quiet as pleasure shot through me.
We could hear Mum’s heels clicking on the marble floor downstairs.
