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[achilles]

( a shoe prods the space between her knees, kicking them apart the way you'd nudge an inconveniently sunning cat, forcing her into a more telling spread. in leaning forward, her snags his fingers around the elastic of her panties and pushes them roughly down, letting them linger somewhere mid thigh. then he sits back, puts a fist against his chin, and observes her. bare cunt, perfect ass — all of her pink and pretty, the saturation of color at the center of a lily. his expression is tastefully neutral, possibly even bored, like going over a bill passed through congress, or arguing new drape colors with greer. still, he keeps tensing his hand, the motion telling only in how badly he wants to touch her. the toe of his shoe rubs against the inside of her knee, up and down, less comforting than it is reminding. like she could forget.

eventually, he stops wanting to wait. and why should he wait at all, but to torture her with it? ash moves to the edge of his seat, one hand palming gwen's ass to the side, thumb slipping down the crease to rub her, from hole to wet hole, taking his hand back to pop his thumb in his mouth. )

You know, it's only little sluts who like this sort of thing. ( he pops open the cap of the lube, spreads a liberal amount on his fingers, warming it up with his rubbing thumb. ) Like my wife. We had to work her up to take my cock and Embry's cock at the same time. ( he taps two wet fingers on her pussy. ) Here and ( middle finger sticking in place, he lifts his pointer and decorates her hole until it shines with lube, pressing just the tip inside. ) like this. I'd never done that sort of thing before. Embry showed me how.

( lots of making greer come, to make it easier. he keeps playing with her hole, teasing around the outside, slipping barely in and easing out, less like he's trying to finger her open and more like he's touching her just because it's what he wants to be doing. because ash always gets what he wants. because he likes making her shy and embarrassed and hot. he tilts his head out to look at her, offering a wink. )

Now I get to show you. Isn't that nice of Mr. President? You should thank him next time you see him. ( thoughtful, gaze back on her ass, watching the muscles flutter around his fingers. ) "Thank you Mr. President, for teaching Ash how to finger my ass."

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[ Gwen isn’t prepared for how strange it feels, when Ash slips the tip of his finger into her last virgin hole. Her teeth knock against the plug in her mouth as she makes a high, involuntary sound—loud, too, and with the door open that makes her clench around his fingers.

Everything Ash says makes her ears burn red-hot, even as her cunt pulses sweetly for him. Gwen thinks about Greer taking Ash and Embry and sweat beads at the small of her back, trickles down to her shoulder blades. She wants to watch them, but more than that— she wants to sit in Greer’s lap while they touch both men at the same time. She wants Greer to kiss her with Embry’s mouth between her thighs, and Ash—

He has big hands, and Gwen knows she’s tight, and it’s hard not to squirm, her ass swaying a little while drool coats her mouth and chin, spilling onto the floor. ]