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Perfect Stranger

“But I …”

Drake’s hands cupped her breasts .

“… shouldn’t…” Reason and logic slipped away as her eyelids fell closed. Drake’s warm hands sent shimmering heat through her .

Drake stepped into the tub and Craig’s cock slipped out of her as he shifted a little to one side. She felt the delightful sensation of each nipple being drawn into a warm mouth. One man sucked while the other dabbed and licked. One swirled while the other nipped lightly with his teeth .

Craig shifted to the side as Drake’s lips claimed hers. Vaguely, she watched Craig climb the steps of the tub and run toward the house, his cock bobbing up and down, but Drake’s mouth ravishing hers, and his hands exploring her breasts, kept her busy. A moment later, Craig’s welcome hands stroked her back as he sat beside her. He opened a tube and squeezed liquid onto his hands, then began stroking his cock. He took her hand and stroked it over him. Slick and warm. It must be the lubricant Marie had told her about; the one that warm
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