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Chapter 19 by Zingiber Zingiber

Do Brandon and Ashley follow their plan, or does something go wrong?

Heather pounds Hannah to a big O first

Ashley kept her gaze locked on Brandon's as her boyfriend fingered her pussy right outside the door to the cabin bedroom where Heather Ravers was happily pounding Hannah from behind, enjoying her first strap-on experience and Taylor Bishop was tickling Hannah's's clit to boost her BFF-with-benefits' pleasure.

Ashley trembled on Brandon's fingertips, her cheeks flushed and her pussy hot and slick to his touch.

"My sister's getting it," Ashley whispered. "Getting it hard."

Brandon heard the creak of bedsprings and the slap, slap, slap of Heather's belly against Hannah's butt, punctuated by moans from Hannah, low chuckles from Taylor, and whoops and giggles from Heather, who sounded like she was having the time of her life.

It was exciting for Brandon, imagining what was going on with the three girls behind the door with the socks tied on the knob. Each one a sexy goddess in her own way, out-there hottie Hannah splashing her sexual napalm all around, her lesbo lover Taylor with her long limbs and mocking eyes and the low raspy bedroom voice, and Heather with beauty and boobs and perfect confidence and a cheerleader-toned body she knew how to work in every way. A cosmic threesome.

"Sst, watch your fingernails!" Ashley hissed, jolted out of her open-mouthed erotic daze. "Better, like that. Oh yeah."

"Steady, Heather, steady," Taylor said. "Yeah yeah. Like that. Okay Hanners, give it up. You were missing your old team. You know you wanted a cheerleader to fuck you good, huh?"

"OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK YEAHHHH!" Hannah screamed.

Heather and Taylor laughed as the former cheerleader captain got off, screaming through a wave of multiple orgasms as Heather kept railing her from behind.

Ashley's hips jolted against Brandon's fingers. She grabbed his wrist and humped her boyfriend's hand, questing for climax.

As her body tensed, Brandon leaned in, put his free hand round Ashley's shoulders, and crushed their lips together, muffling Ash's squeal as Ash got off on his stroking fingers, listening to her big sister orgasming on a strap-on dildo.

Brandon waited for Ashley's sounds and wriggling hips to ease, then scooped her up in both arms, her thighs splayed to go over his hips. Brandon's cock head had been poking up out of the waist of his shorts all this time, and Ashley's mound pressed against it, sending a jolt of pleasure through him.

*Fuck me, Bran," Ashley said.

Do Ash and Bran make it to their room?

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