“Easton, fuck my tits.” “What? I—” Easton’s eyes were wide as he fumbled to sit up. I kept my fingers inside her as he moved to straddle her stomach. Olive pressed her tits together, big and round and soft and everything. Easton shifted forward, his cock brushing against her skin. And then he came all over her chest. All of us froze, staring at a horrified Easton. “Huh,” Olive said, running her finger through the cum. “Not quite what I was expecting.” “That doesn’t count,” he blurted out as Lars and I fell back on the mattress, laughing loudly. “You took me off guard! You can’t just say
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