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Releasing my cock from my sweatpants I rock back and forth between her ass cheeks. We may need to take a shower after this, but fuck it.

“I got you, Baby,” I rumble, wrapping my arm around her waist as I push a third finger inside of her. I may wake her up, but I’m too impatient.

“You always got me,” she says, blinking her eyes. Pupils blown, she turns her head to kiss me. I push my fingers deeper inside her channel, swallowing her cries.

“Shh, Beautiful,” I whisper. “Your ass feels so good, I’m going to blow across it and up your back. I’m going to cover you in my cum because you’re mine.”

“Ours,” Turner corrects. He’s kneeling between Lenny’s thighs, masturbating unabashedly. “Your cunt looks so good stuffed with Roark’s fingers. I can’t wait to sink my cock inside of it soon. So damn beautiful.”

“Come for us,” I demand, my thumb ruthlessly rubbing her clit. Mewling, her back bows as she opens her body to me. “You want to be a good girl for me, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes, Sir. Daddy… please. Fuck, I need to come so much. I need more,” she begs.

Since she asked so sweetly, I thrust my fingers in and out of her slick hole. Her walls are steadily beginning to flutter, her skin has a slight sheen of sweat.

“I’m going to come all over your gorgeous pussy, Baby,” Turner pants. The tip of his cock is red and angry, precum dripping down it. He’s overwrought, his chest starting to heave. Damn, I don’t know how O and Derek are still sleeping. “Roark is going to fuck my cum back inside of you, Lavender. Goddamn, I’m so close.”

“I want it,” she gasps. “Give me your cum. Please.”

Lennon is mindless with desire, and I devour her mouth as I finger fuck her tight pussy. My hips thrust over and over against the tight crease of her ass cheeks, getting closer and closer to release. “I can feel how close you are. Turner, come. Shower her with your cum. Give our girl what she wants.”

Eyes rolling, he starts to come, ropes of his release hitting her stomach and cunt. Pulling out my fingers, I whisper soothing words in her ear as I gather some of Turner’s cum and push it past her lips. Lenny sucks greedily, licking and moaning at his taste.

“Don’t say I never gave you anything,” I tease her, gathering more of his cum and fucking her pussy with it. The sounds of her wet hole pulling my fingers in are almost pornographic.

“She smells so good,” Turner sighs, lazily stroking his cock. He’s still hard, which is honestly to be expected with him.

“I can feel your piercings as you thrust,” Lennon whimpers. “Daddy, I need you so much.”

“I’m all yours, Baby. Be a good girl and let go. Fuck, please come, Lenny. I’m gonna—"

My voice cracks as I shudder. My balls draw up, and my back tingles. Goddamn.

Lennon stiffens in my arms and her pussy clamps down on my fingers. I continue to finger fuck her as she comes, and I gasp as I thrust and grind on her ass as I orgasm. Her arms are wrapped around the arm I have around her waist, holding on for dear life as she almost passes out.

Wheezing greets me as my hearing comes back, which is a testament to how insane my release was. Turner is laying on his back, cum all over his abs. Damn, that man is a machine.

“Oh my God,” Lennon says. Her voice is whispy and weak as she’s completely out of breath.

“Same,” I chuckle, kissing her forehead. “You were grinding on my cock while you were sleeping and I couldn’t help myself. Was that okay?”

“Yes, always,” she says intently, turning her head to catch my lips. “How did everyone sleep through that?”

Turner’s lips twitch as he sits up. “I have no idea. Let’s grab a shower while the babies are too. You’re a goddess, Lavender. Absolutely beautiful when you beg to come.”

She blushes even as she hisses as I slowly pull my fingers from her. Turner leans forward and grabs my hand, licking up all of her release.

“Damn, Lavender. You squirted all over his hand. You taste so good,” he praises. Turner’s piercing is warm as he runs it over my fingers, and then he gags himself with them, not allowing one drop of her cum go to waste.

“Fuck, I’m hard again,” I groan.

“Lavender and I will suck you off in the shower, won’t we?” he smirks, getting off the bed.

I don’t think Lenny or I have ever moved so fast. I love my life. Every moment has brought us to sharing all of this.

As Lenny and Turner drop to their knees in the shower, their hair quickly becoming plastered to their faces, I thank God we made it through.

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