"Not yet," I purred, sliding off the bed to kneel behind them on the plush rug, my hands roaming their sweat-slicked backs before dipping lower. "Keep stroking and kissing—I'll claim these next."
My fingers trailed down their spines, over the flexing muscles of their asses, teasing the clefts still flushed from our past nights. Hayden gasped into Georgien's mouth as I parted his firm cheeks, exposing his tight ring—pink and quivering,
"Wow, you have a pink, tight hole which needs to be pampered. Do you want me to finger you?" I covered my hands with their cum.
"E-Emperor, your hands—teasing my hole like that—fuck, it's throbbing already," he whimpered, hips twitching back desperately.
Georgien bucked forward with a growl when I did the same to him, his thicker globes yielding under my grip. "Caroline, you wicked bitch—spread me wide, do it," he rasped, voice thick with need.
Wicked bitch?
