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and the fact it was too feminine. Feminine was good when a man kissed you like his life depended on sampling your lips. Feminine was downright sexy.
    The sound of her zipper being lowered barely penetrated Pam’s lust-fogged mind. She was remotely aware that it must be Rob undoing her jeans, sliding them off her legs. Steve just didn’t have that many hands. Rob sent his tongue out to lick her clit and Pam’s knees almost gave way. Steve’s mouth had been different too, more demanding and sure when he’d done the same thing to her earlier in the night.
    She gasped, instinctively pulling out of the kiss with Steve. He held her steady, both hands kneading her breasts now as Rob drew her legs farther apart to improve his access to her intimate spaces. He buried his head between her legs and started licking her in earnest, stroking his tongue over her burning clit with languorous delight that made her channel contract and release.
    All the while, Steve plucked at her nipples. The onslaught of sensation washed over her, almost too much to bear. She needed something inside her. She needed a long, solid cock to pound into her until she came. “God, please,” she moaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
    Rob groaned, the sound vibrating against her clit in a way that made Pam’s hips buck. He pulled back to drag in a breath. “God, Pam. You make me so horny.”
    “Good.” Pam stared down at him. “I’m so horny I’m about to explode, so one of you fuck me already.”
    Steve gave her nipple an impertinent pinch. “Nice mouth for an English teacher.”
    “As a teacher, I believe in making optimum use of all words in the English language.”
    “As a fireman, I have to caution you against playing with matches, sweetheart,” Steve said. “You have no idea how hard I want to fuck you. You talk dirty again and you’ll get what you’re asking for.”
    Wresting herself from between them, Pam half walked, half stumbled forward until she reached the bed. She climbed onto it and scooted into the middle. She swept her camisole top off. Propping on her elbows, she looked at them both staring at her mesmerized. The heady sense of power she got from the twin blasts of male desire made every last ounce of modesty she possessed disappear. She parted her legs, a blatantly inviting pose. “Come here and fuck me. Now.”
    Steve was the first to rip off his shirt and Rob wasn’t far behind. In no time, they were both naked, their erections proudly saluting her. Rob’s was long and straight, as smooth as marble and blushed pink. Steve’s was thick and impressive, with a bulbous mushroom head and a long blue vein running down the front of it.
    Pam licked her lips, wanting to take them both in her mouth, one after another. The notion excited her so much she had to slip a hand between her legs and press it to her aching pussy.
    “Damn, sweetheart.” Steve had taken his cock in a hard grip and was squeezing it at the base, as though to stop himself from coming. He looked at her with a lusty intent that stole her breath. “Condoms?”
    “I have some,” Rob quickly volunteered.
    Pam pointed to her dresser. “There’s a box in my drawer.”
    Rob sent her a smile and halted his search through his trousers, opting instead to open her drawer and take the pack of twelve from inside. While he was there, he found the lube and took it out as well.
    Pam laughed, thinking of how wet she was. “You won’t need that.”
    Rob tossed Steve a foil packet and kept one for himself. As he ripped it open with his teeth, he winked at her. “It’s not for your pussy.”
    Pam’s rear entrance puckered as she remembered what Rob had said in the living room. “I want to fuck that sexy ass.” God, would he really do that? Take her ass while Steve was buried tight in her wet pussy? She’d had anal sex a couple of times, but not like that. Not with both her most private places crammed full. Would it hurt?
    She was so aroused she figured even if it did