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wife, until both were spread to his attentions, Jane’s pussy atop hers.
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    Ethan dipped his dark head. And Margot stopped breathing. His tongue raced over Jane’s slit, down to hers. They started to grind, their hip movements begging for more. It wasn’t going to take long for Margot to explode—she’d spent weeks dreaming of this moment.
    His tongue worked over their needy folds. Margot grasped Jane’s breasts, capturing her nipples between her fingers and twisting them.
    The soft, wild noises were bursting from Jane’s chest, and Margot knew she was on the edge. The memory of Jane’s delectable clit pulsating on her tongue drove her over the cliff of bliss.
    She ruptured with a cry of delight, too late remembering she should temper her voice to keep from waking the Miller children. As she came, Ethan gave her his full attentions, lapping her throbbing love pearl, then gliding his tongue down her slick seam to her soaking hole. He gathered her juices while fingering Jane’s pussy.
    “Get her...off,” Margot said with a pant. “Lick her pussy.” Immediately, his mouth left her, to be replaced by his fingers. He slowly stroked her hypersensitive flesh, his face buried in his wife’s engorged sex. Margot strummed Jane’s nipples. Felt her tighten. A desperate quake washed through her lover.
    And then her rasping cry filled the room. A smile spread over Margot’s face. Knowing this beauty was coming apart in her arms did things to her heart. Emotion welled inside her and spread through her still-trembling limbs. She wrapped her arms around Jane and held her as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her.
    As they came down together, Ethan’s tongue returned to Margot’s clit. He pressed the hood back with the point of his tongue and applied the barest pressure to her core. Enough to send need sparking again.
    Excitement made her give a small laugh. This exhilarating feeling was going to last all night if she could help it. To hell with getting a full night’s sleep. She often worked double shifts at the hospital without a wink of sleep and managed to stay on her game. One night in the arms of the Millers was worth a little sleep deprivation.
    Jane was still quivering atop her. Tenderly, Ethan pulled them apart. At once, Margot used the flat of her palm to press Ethan down.
    Jane crushed her mouth to his as Margot went down on him.
    Gripping the root of his cock, she drew the purple head to her lips. It felt like velvet steel beneath her hand. His balls drew up tight against his body. She lashed them to his body with one hand, ply-ing the seam gently with her thumb. The dark, musky scents of him 34

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    filled her nose as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Her lips met the springy cushion of his black pubic hair. It caressed her nose and drove new desire into her.
    “Oh, God.” He growled. A feral, untamed growl of a man in the throes of bliss. He clamped his hands upon the sides of her face, and he pressed her down harder, urging her to suck it into the back of her throat.
    Margot took it all, tasting the first small droplets of his salty cum on the back of her tongue.
    She glanced up to see Jane’s sharp, little, white teeth biting at his nipples, stretching them taut and releasing them. Then she kissed a path down his sculpted abs. Her peachy soft cheek brushed against Margot’s. Then she flicked her tongue over the corner of Margot’s mouth, over the bulging cock in her mouth.
    A haze of need settled over Margot once more. She was reluctant to give up the divine suction on Ethan’s enormous erection, but it was only right to share. With a soft pop, she released it.
    In one big gulp, Jane devoured him. His hips lifted off the bed, fucking his wife’s face. Margot poked her tongue into Jane’s mouth, between her silky lips and Ethan’s velvety flesh.
    “Enough.” His primitive grunt broke through her haze of desire.
    He dragged them up his body and seated Margot atop him, straddling