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As Alex continues working his way inside you, Jen catches your eye from across the room. Without breaking her rhythm on Brett, she maneuvers them closer, until she's within reaching distance. Her hand extends toward you, fingers grazing your cheek before she leans in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.

The sensation is overwhelming Alex filling you from behind, Jen's soft lips against yours, and the knowledge that Brett is watching everything while thrusting into Jen. Your moans vibrate against Jen's mouth as Alex hits a particularly sensitive spot.

"That's fucking hot," Brett growls, his experienced hands guiding Jen's hips as he expertly works her backside. "You two look perfect together."

Jen breaks the kiss just long enough to gasp, "They feel even better than they look."

Alex's pace quickens, his fingers digging into your hips. "I'm getting close," he warns, his voice strained.

"Me too," Brett adds, the muscles in his tattooed arms flexing as he controls Jen's movements.

Without needing to coordinate verbally, both men suddenly withdraw. Brett guides Jen down beside you on the floor, positioning both of you shoulder to shoulder.

"Ready for this?" Alex asks, his hand working rapidly along his shaft.

You nod eagerly, surprised by your own enthusiasm. Brett stands beside Alex, both men aiming at your upturned faces.

"Oh god," Alex groans, his release spattering across your cheek and lips. Brett follows immediately after, his impressive load covering both you and Jen in warm streaks.

Jen turns to you with a devilish smile, her face decorated with pearly stripes. Without hesitation, she leans in and begins licking Alex's contribution from your skin. The intimate act sends shivers down your spine her tongue tracing delicate patterns across your face, gathering every drop.

Taking her cue, you mirror her actions, cleaning Brett's release from her flushed skin. The salty taste is unfamiliar but not unpleasant, especially when paired with the taste of Jen's skin.

"Don't waste any," Brett encourages, his voice husky as he watches your tongues working.

When both your faces are clean, Jen pulls you into another deep kiss, sharing the collected fluid between your mouths. You swallow together, maintaining eye contact in a moment of unexpected intimacy that transcends the physical act.

"Jesus," Alex whispers, visibly affected by the display. "Tell me the camera got all of that."

Brett checks the equipment with a professional eye. "Every second. That's the money shot right there."

Jen's hand finds yours, squeezing gently. "Not bad for our first group scene, huh?"

You squeeze back, a strange mix of pride and vulnerability washing over you. In less than a week, you've gone from nervous virgin to confident performer, and somehow it feels right.