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Being touched by him, I discovered from that night we were drugged, is quite pleasing for me. Feeling him cling to me, wriggling closer, rubbing his body against mine is such an erotic experience. It succeeds in making my skin warm and my cock stiff with every little contact.

His moaning breath rasps in my ears. My hands twitch, eager to feel him under my palms, but I can’t take advantage of him like this.

Why?Bez woke up.He’s offering himself on a silver plate. Take a fucking bite!

He’s sleepwalking.

To us! I knew leaving the door ajar was a good idea.

“Lori, you need to wake up.” My moan makes him tense for a few seconds, and in the next, he’s pulling the sheets off my groin and lowering his torso on the bed, directing his face toward my hard dick.

I grab his shoulders to hold him off, but his hands wrap around my cock and start pumping up and down. Fuck. They are soft and look small around my long shaft. I grunt at the pleasure they’re creating.

He must have had one of his dirty dreams,Bez groans with pleasure.

Concupiscent dreams.

Just relax and enjoy.Sometimes, I think Bez is the devil on my shoulder.

I can’t.But my hold on Lori’s shoulders is getting looser the more he works those amazing fingers around my dick.

He suddenly moves down. His hot, sexy lips wrap around my cockhead, and I feel fire rushing down my spine, reaching my heavy balls.

He starts sucking me like a pro all the way down, holding me for a second, tightening his throat around my length, and then pulling off, letting his twisting tongue have its fun around my dick. Until the tip is the only thing left inside his mouth, and he uses his vise-like lips to get more pre-cum to drip out. That dip on his lower lip creates a perfect cradle for my cock and the round arch on the upper lip curls deliciously around my tip.

Cock-sucking lips, Bez growls.

It’s the best damn blow job of my life. Forgetting about my guilty conscience, I run a hand in his hair and holding on to his curls,I make shallow thrusts inside his mouth. That mole near his lips stretched full of cock drives me crazy. But although I surrender to my lust, I know this isn’t entirely right.

“Lori, tell me to stop.” I groan as his fingers start massaging my balls.

Fuck, he really wants a hot load down his throat, Bez groans as well.

Lori pulls all the way back to hoarsely say, “Keep fucking my face. I want it, Gabe. Gabe.” He nuzzles my cock with his cheek, digging his nose into my pubic hair, inhaling deeply, and letting out an ecstatic sigh before looking at me. His eyes look clear now. He’s staring right at me with so much lust and want.

“Are you?—?”

He doesn’t let me finish. “I’m awake, Gabe.”

I study him to make sure. With his eyes still on mine, his tongue licks a warm path from my balls all the way up my cockhead, leaving a slick, long, delicious line on the underside of my shaft. Then he takes me inside his mouth again.

Christ, he’s my ultimate temptation. Impossible for me to resist, not with those dark amber eyes. Not with those sultry lips. Not with those silky curls and the curvy ass peeking out under my jacket.

The thought of Lori wearing nothing under my clothes makes my fingers tighten on his locks and my hips drive harder inside his mouth.

Utter bliss.

He takes me so damn good, moaning, hollowing his cheeks, and contracting his throat every time I push inside. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. What is this?

What we both felt from the first time we saw him, Bez drawls.

Scorching obsession.

Bingo!

Lori’s hand moves on my thigh, his nails dig deep into the skin, pushing me to speed up the rhythm.

“I’m-I’m close.” He doesn’t move away but relaxes even more under my ruthless face fucking. His eyes are watery, spit keeps drooling down his chin, and slutty noises are leaving his red, puffed lips. I’ve never seen a sexier sight.