Leaning closer, I draw Caleb into my mouth again, sucking softly on his half hard cock. He groans, tangling a hand in my hair, and my eyelids droop closed. It feels so good, so comforting, to have him inside me like this, a complement to the way Ethan and Garrett are filling me up. I draw him in a little deeper, humming contentedly around his length, and Dante lifts one of my hands in his, kissing my knuckles. “Rest, baby girl,” he says in his deep voice. “We’ll be right here with you.” So I do.
