No one has to miss out

The bachelor moves slow, like he's been waiting for an invitation all night. He settles onto the couch behind me, his knees brushing my bare shoulder blades as he gets comfortable. I feel his hands on my waist first, hesitant, then firmer as he guides me back against his chest. His cock is hot and hard against my spine, and when he shifts, it slides forward, finding the valley between my breasts without me having to guide it.

I look down. The head of him peeks out from between the sweat-slick curve of my chest, flushed and leaking. I press my hands together, squeezing my breasts around him, and I hear the bachelor's breath hitch behind me. The dark-haired one and the quiet one are still standing in front of me, each held in one of my hands, their cocks twitching against my palms.

"See?" I murmur, tilting my head back against the bachelor's shoulder, my lips brushing his jaw. "No one has to miss out tonight."

I start to move. My hands pump the two in front of me in a lazy, teasing rhythm, not too fast, not too slow. At the same time I roll my chest, sliding my slick skin up and down the bachelor's shaft, feeling the ridge of him drag against my sternum. He groans behind me, his fingers digging into my hips.

"You picked the outfit," I say, looking over my shoulder at him. "You saw me dance. You pulled me onto your lap." I bite my lip, grinding a little harder. "Now you get to feel what you've been imagining all night."

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