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"Ah, no! Stop! I can't do this." Morgan said suddenly as she pried herself from Rachel's grasp.

"Aw. Really?" Rachel looked hurt, but made no move. "Was it me?"

"No! Not at all!" Morgan shook her head. "No-no, Rachel. You're..." She smiled. "...you're incredible. Those lips..." Morgan placed a single slender digit on Rachel's puffy bottom lip before closing her eyes. "I just can't do this, Nelson." Morgan turned to face a naked Jack. "I think I have to stop this. I'm sorry."

"That's fine." Jack shrugged. "Invitation still stands, right Rach?" He turned to regard his girlfriend who had finally sat up.

"Of course! Morgan if you ever, and I mean ever, want to do this I'm telling you now, just come over. That make-out session convinced me." Rachel laughed.

"Thank you, two. Seriously." Morgan sighed. "I'm not going to tell him about us." She added as she stared at Jack's still freely swinging slab. "But things might get a little messy in the next few days." She scrunched her face.

"Good luck." Jack laughed. "Be better if you just didn't tell him in my opinion."

"Jack! If she wants to tell him let her tell him." She said trying to fix him with a gaze, sharing something unspoken that left Morgan wondering. "Don't listen to Jack. I'll give you my number if you need to talk after."

"Wow, okay." Morgan smiled. "I may need a place to stay." She joked.

"Pretty sure you got one." Jack returned though his gaze remained on Rachel.

"Well, um, thanks again. Rachel, you really know how to kiss. That was so wonderful. Jack..." Morgan stood and faced Jack. "Fuck her extra hard for me, please?" She smiled softly.

"Ha! Okay." Jack laughed.

"Oh yes, please do, Baby." Rachel pleaded.

"You should probably get going." Jack suggested as Rachel crawled to him.

Morgan glanced back just as Rachel's lips parted to engulf the tip of Jack's cock. A spectator they didn't even acknowledge. Slowly Morgan backed out of the apartment taking her sweet time to close the door. She was half to her car before she realized she had been fondling herself the entire time as that image of Rachel's heading bobbing in Jack's lap stayed with her.