“Don’t worry about riding him, baby. We’ll make you feel good.” Then, tilting his head to the side, he regards Locke. “You’re good with this? I’m not interested in licking dick, but you’re inevitably going to feel it while I’m working.” “We’re cool,” Locke grits out behind me. “Make her milk me until she screams.” Gripping my hips so tight each fingertip digs into my flesh, he holds me in place and fucks up into me from behind.
