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“Turn her around.”

They did, and soon they were getting my back as well as my front. If there was anything nicer than a pair of hands smoothing motion-activated oil all over your ass, it was two or three pairs working simultaneously. Their palms dove down, to do my legs. Closed tightly around my thighs, dragging their way agonizingly upward…

Oh wow.

I felt like a princess. Like a queen.

This is living.

My eyes slowly closed, dulling out all the rest of my senses except for the sense of touch. Their touch was growing bolder now, their fingers more insistent. Somehow they’d moved me, too. I was standing at the edge of the bed.

“Lay her down.”

I was tipped backwards, and they cradled me as I fell. It was the ultimate trust fall. The most sensual thing I’d ever experienced in my life.

“Gently…”

A pair of lips brushed my ear. Another closed over my left breast. Someone whispered something hot and dirty to me, so husky and faint I could only barely understand it.

Then a pair of hands went to my legs… spreading my thighs wide.

“Do you want this?”

I nodded eagerly. I could feel a tiny pool of warm oil settled in the hollow of my throat.

“Take it then.”

A hand guided mine, and suddenly I was stroking a long, thick cock. Maddox’s, maybe. Or Kane’s, judging by the size and head. Someone dumped oil into my palm, and everything became a lot easier… and more fun.

“Me also.”

A second set of hands guided my other palm, my fingers closing over another cock. I was stroking them both now. Pulling them through my oil-soaked hands as a third lover buried his tongue inside me.

HOLY SHIT.

Everything was so fucking hot. So wet and slippery. I kept kissing and stroking, writhing on my oil-soaked back into the oil-soaked sheets as whoever was between my legs devoured me expertly. I knew it had to be Austin, just from the technique. But I kept my eyes closed. Played along with the glorious anonymity of the whole unbelievable fantasy.

“You’d better fuck her soon, or I will.”

Maddox that time. Off to my right. Playing with one nipple while the guy on my left played with the other. Kane, of course. I could tell by the thickness of his hands, the roughness on the pads of his fingers.

My legs were spread, and I opened my eyes. Austin was standing there, pushing his manhood against the oil-slick petals of my throbbing flower. Inching himself past the entrance… stretching me full of his hard, pulsating cock.

I gasped as he slid into me. Then he shifted forward… upward and onto me as well. The copious amounts of oil from my body coated his, and soon we were sliding against one other. Fucking like rabbits in full view of the others, who were pinning my knees back to my ears as I stroked them off in turn.

“Jesus,” I grunted, although it was more of a moan. “You’re deep.”

The oil wasn’t just acting as a lubricant, it was helping to create a frictionless surface as well. Austin’s chest was hot against mine. My own stomach slid deliciously against his washboard abs, creating warmth and heat between us as he drove all the way into me on every upthrust.

FUCK…

Austin stared into my eyes, taking full control. He was fucking me every bit with his gaze, as he was with his cock.

“Welcome home,” he said, smiling down at me. Then his eyes rolled back…

… and he came right in my pussy.

Awww, fuck!