Foursome - Episode 4

Four bodies tangle on silk sheets. Andy kneels between Melissa's thighs, his tongue working her slick cunt with slow, deliberate strokes. She grips the headboard and arches, nipples tight and dark against pale skin. A third hand slides down her belly to press two fingers against her clit while the fourth person kisses the inside of her wrist, biting just enough to mark. Andy tastes salt and heat; he slides two fingers inside her and curls, working that spot until her thighs tremble. She comes hard, clenching around his fingers, but he doesn't stop. He drags the flat of his tongue through her folds again, slower now, tasting every pulse. The others watch. Someone laughs low in their throat. Andy lifts his head just enough to ask if she wants more, voice rough, lips wet. She answers by pulling him up by the hair and guiding his cock to her entrance. He pushes in. Deep. The others move closer, hands already on her breasts, her mouth, her throat.