When she kneels between us her eyes light up.
On occasion we make her wait there because it’s just so much fun to see. She looks up at us, and her head moves back and forth along with her hand. She runs her fingers up our legs and brushes against us just enough to keep from getting in trouble. We often talk about other things and try to pretend we’re not watching her, but I suspect we do a terrible job.
“What is it you want, dear one?” I ask when I can’t wait any longer.
“Dick!” she says enthusiastically. She knows she’s supposed to beg or plead, but she’s so fucking gleeful it’s impossible to resist.
“Which one do you want first?”
“I don’t care, just give me.”
By the time our pants are unzipped and we’re in her hands, our cocks are so hard it hurts.
She always starts with him. Once she told me it was because he’s the guest, but I suspect she likes to make me wait. She ends with a loud pop when she lets him go, and she often breaks out in a giggle at the sound. She looks up at me with a sultry smile, and before I can say anything she has me all the way down her throat and I’m lost.
Once she’s had her first taste of us both she’s on her own. She moves back and forth at whim, and I swear I don’t understand it. Each time she switches she’s more excited, and I can only imagine what’s going through her mind during the brief pauses when her mouth is free.
If she’s feeling lazy she can make us last half an hour. She teases and toys with us until our legs are exhausted and we hold onto one another to keep standing.
When she’s being playful we’re lucky to last five minutes. She uses both hands and she’s ferocious in her efforts. She talks to us in between, and by the time one of us is coming the other is nearly there. Often it’s enough for me to watch his body shake and tremble as her mouth closes around him. It’s enough to see him pull her closer and to hear her struggle as she swallows everything before licking her lips.
He holds me when it’s my turn, and somehow neither one of us falls.