James

Drifting in comfortable coziness, something penetrates my awareness….

Charlotte’s voice…

No… Charlotte’s groans…

I lie, unmoving, just listening.

It’s not just a groan; almost a gurgle, it’s throaty, deep…. Utterly delicious….

Jeez, what a way to wake…

… Sheer fucking catnip.

Michael’s voice; “That good?”

“Oh, God, yes.”

And my erection rises like a rooster ready to crow the dawn…

Is that why they call them cocks?

Peeling my lids open, Charlotte’s face is close to mine, lips peeled back over her teeth, her eyes squeezed closed in a grimace might be taken for pain…

… but we all know better than that…

Michael is distracted, trying to find something in a side drawer…

Oil? Vibe?

Help things along…

Moving gradually so as not to alert her, slipping down and in, I target her bud. Hot juices spilling over my skin, I rub circles thumb and forefinger over her hooded clit. She yells, bucks and her eyes fly open.

His eyes creasing, Michael says, “You joining us?”

“In a while. Don't let me interrupt you.”

“As if I would.”

you looking

vibe. Doesn’t matter now if you’re going to

exposing the small hard spike.

“G’ morning Mast... Aaahhh…”

face for a moment, then

How close is she?

Not far off…

in a little harder, rub a little harder and her head

lurches. “Christ, James! Take it easy.

Is that right?

at the same spot. She sings. He grunts. “Come on, slacken off

I keep rubbing…

My shaft quivering as I watch, her wail morphs to a scream and at the same moment, he pulls her to himself,

Holy crap…

heaving and sweating. After a good minute, Michael’s eyes open,

her neck. “I believe,” he says, “that your

green gaze opens on

“Yes, Charlotte?”

you

Michael had it about right, but take your time. Catch

with her mouth

been one

Wonder what I missed…?

She sits upright…

to

“Um, Michael…”

sorry…” He unlocks his arm from his death-grip around her

Dry mouth?

long did he

a fuckin’ alarm next

She sips at

legs from the

I have tea, please,” says Charlotte. “I’m a bit

on a bathrobe, winks

to where the sheets are raised in a respectable tent. Eyes dancing, she hooks a finger over the edge of the sheet, pulling it back to where my shaft is making an equally respectable tent

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