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forward, gently, until I’m buried deep inside her hot ass. “That’s much better, isn’t it?”
    “Sure, but how am I supposed to balance myself?” Her muscles tighten, squeezing my cock.
    “You’re not. We got you, babe.” Mason soothes out after draining the contents of his beer and then dropping the glass bottle to the carpeted floor. “Just relax and let us fuck you into oblivion.” She complies, her muscles loosening a fraction from around me.
    Mason nods his head and I pull myself backwards as he flexes his hips upward, invading her cunt.
    “Oh, God...fuck me, oh God.”
    “We are, sweetness.” Mason chuckles as he eases back down to the couch. I press forward, meeting her back as I take myself as far as I’ll go. “How do we feel?”
    “A-fucking-mazing.” After another few seconds of sliding in and out of both of her orifices we find a rhythm and start pumping away. Her ass is tight, and feels oh so good. I won’t last long. Not that I care, but I have to hold back long enough.
    “Oh my God.” Misty squeals out telling me Mason has applied his thumb to her clit. I grate my teeth together in order to gain my control, but this chick’s ass is so tight. She needs to hurry the hell up.
    “I’m going to come, oh...” Thank fuck because the pressure in my balls is becoming too much. I look to Mason so that we can get our time accurate and blow this girl’s mind. He nods, once.
    “Sweetness, how close?” he asks with a tight expression. I can feel her muscles starting to contract when I press back in.
    Pulling back out slowly I start to mouth, “On three.” I slowly press in one last time. “One.” Misty can’t hear me and luckily the concentration on giving Mason the cue has allowed me to regain control over my body. “Two.”
    “Now, I’m...oh shi...”
    “Three.” With as much force as I can muster, I ram my cock into her at the same time Mason forces himself back into her pussy. Misty lets out a bloodcurdling scream that pierces my ears, but I shake it off. If I didn’t know it was an explosive orgasm that ripped through her, I would I have thought we might have hurt her, but when her body falls limp against mine with a whimper escaping her lips, I know she is more than fine.
    Pulling out, I look to Mason who gives me the go ahead. That’s all I needed and I start pounding in and out of her. Mason is doing the same. “No, it’s too muc...oh.” I don’t stop. Neither of us gives her an ounce of mercy. She’ll come again and be thankful in the end. The pressure builds at a rapid pace inside me. My body thrusts on its own accord. This is the release I need. These are the moments I look forward to. When everything I feel inside me stills. In and out, my pursuit to release continues on.
    A roar tears from my lips upon spilling myself into the condom as a long drawn out moan from Misty seeps into my ears. Just as quick as the buildup started, it’s now gone. I’ve gotten what I wanted. I’m satisfied, for now at least.
    Pulling out of her, I remove myself from the couch and walk to the bathroom to discard the used protection and to clean off my dick. I walk back out to retrieve my jeans. Once I have them pulled over my hips, button fastened, I go in search for another beer.
    I can hear the pants coming from Misty’s bedroom. Mason has her back there and the door is wide open. I’ll let him have his fun. I’m spent and I’m ready to crash out. If I know Mase, he’ll be another hour with her so I might as well drink up or get some shuteye before I have to drive us home.
    The latter is probably best since I will not drive drunk, again. I’m still pissed off at myself for doing it last night. What the hell was I thinking?

Pulling in one long breath of air through my nose, the awful scent of stale cigarette smoke invades my nostrils all the way down into my lungs. My eyes snap open and I want to hurl, or maybe cough up said lungs. Either way, it’s time to get out of here. My