“What’s he doing?” Presley Ann whispered to him as Jared padded down the hallway.
“My best guess is that he doesn’t want you to worry about leaking. I don’t want you to be self-conscious about that either, but it won’t bother me if that happens. I like that you’re that easily stimulated.”
“Here you go,” Jared rasped as he returned carrying a soft hand towel, which he laid within her grasp. “Now, relax and let us take care of you. If you feel your letdown coming, use the towel but don’t worry about our reaction. Your milk is reserved for Whit, but I bet it tastes as sweet as the rest of you.” Without another word, he parted his lips and licked her flushed, tightened nipple. Her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned again.
That conversation at an end, he and Jared went back to their fun, licking, teasing, and kissing her all over. Eventually, Kendry returned to her pussy, dying for a taste of her. Her nails lightly scored his scalp as she panted, and he grinned when her hips flexed as he laid the lightest of kisses on her blonde curls.
Her scent was addictive, and he couldn’t drag his mouth away again without first having a taste of her. He brushed his lower lip against the top of her cleft and moved his head side to side until her warm honey welled forth and wet his lip. Her rich, tangy scent filled his head and his taste buds twinged as he licked his lip and groaned, experiencing her decadent flavor for the first time.
More. That was all he could think as she panted, her high-pitched cry and the way she lifted her hips from the cushion letting him know she was already on the verge. Jared came near and as Kendry made room for him, he kissed her mound, too, and slid the tip of his tongue between her lips. He groaned and his eyelids closed as he gently parted her so Kendry could watch as he stroked the rosy bud of her clit with his tongue. Her inner pussy lips were slightly swollen and glistening with her juices.
Kendry caressed her inner thigh, and she let him lift it out of the way so they had unfettered access to her. Presley Ann was amazing, stretched out between them, so beautiful, so seductive, enticing them to give her what she needed. Jared growled softly, flicking an approving glance to him and smiling slightly before going back to licking her clit.
“Oh, oh, guys,” she said with a whimper. “You make me feel so…” Nothing else needed to be said as she gave in to them. “I’m gonna come so hard. Please don’t stop.”
Kendry slid the backs of his fingers through the shallow valley between her inner thigh and her mound and then stroked her slick, pink flesh, so swollen and tightly closed, enjoying the way droplets of arousal appeared at her opening. Jared laved her some more with broad strokes of his tongue, bringing her right up to the precipice as Kendry applied the barest hint of pressure with his fingertips at her opening.
Presley Ann’s eyes flashed open and her back bowed off the couch. She drew in a deep breath and let it out in little lyrical cries of ecstasy as he watched her cunt spasm and clench with each wave of her climax. His own release wanted to explode from him as he encouraged her, coaxing her orgasm to last with shallow, teasing thrusts of his fingertips between her lips.
He looked up and caught the wonder in her eyes as she gazed at him and then giggled as she held the hand towel to her engorged breasts.
Jared groaned again as he continued licking her and she moaned softly in response, flexing her hips against his mouth.
When she’d caught her breath, she laid the towel aside and said, “That was incredible.”
Jared lifted his chin, gesturing at the hand towel. “Did that help?”
Her cheeks went even pinker and she nodded. “Very much. I would’ve been embarrassed otherwise. It was really powerful.”
Kendry shook his head. “We don’t want you to be embarrassed.” Taking a chance, he kissed her very warm lips and then leaned forward and licked her nipple, smiling at her the whole time. “This is part of who you are and where you are right now. It won’t bother us.” Left unsaid was the fact that the residue of milk left on her skin was like ambrosia and only served to harden his cock even further. Her breast was warm and firm to his light touch as he licked her one last time and then nuzzled his nose against her flesh. He’d always been a breast man but he’d never seen or tasted anything as beautiful as her, and he wondered if he was becoming a sap.
Face it, son. You’re falling in love with the whole woman, not just her breasts.
Chapter Eight
Jared breathed through his mouth, struggling to get his baser impulses under control when what he wanted was to lower his zipper, grip her thighs, and slide home. He’d never do that to her. Breathing through his mouth helped him to recover reason, since her fragrance seemed to bring out the beast in him.