Wild Threesome Massage Turns Hot & Steamy

“You’re such a slut for this, aren’t you?”I didn’t answer, couldn’t answer, not with his cock filling my mouth. Tyler stepped out; a towel slung low around his hips.“What’d I miss?” he asked.Ryan flashed him a grin. Gay sex He groaned, his hips bucking forward, and I relaxed my throat, letting him push even deeper. The idea of him getting off on this, on seeing me being fucked by Tyler, sent a fresh wave of arousal crashing through me. I imagined it was his cock filling me, his hands gripping my hips.I couldn’t help myself. “Holy shit,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. And whose fault is that?”He grinned. Then faster, harder, his grip on my hips tightening as he lost himself in the rhythm. Would Ryan stand there, watching us, or more specifically, watching me?Tyler’s lips found mine. The sound of the shower running echoed down the hallway as I stepped into Tyler’s apartment. “Holy shit,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. This should feel good, I thought as he began to move, his thrusts steady and deep. “Oh? Don’t you dare stop.”I didn’t. But instead, I felt a surge of exhilaration, a rush of heat that made me clench around Tyler, drawing a grunt from him.