Angel screamed, “Goodnight New Orleans!” and Tommy threw a bunch of picks into the audience. Jimmy and Damien joined them, and the four of them clasped hands and took a final bow before they ran off stage.
Back at the bus, under a blanket of moonlight, Tommy found Angel’s cock under the bed sheet. “Are you asleep?”
Angel slowly turned his head toward Tommy. “Does it feel like I’m asleep?”
Tommy chuckled. “An erection doesn’t necessarily mean you’re awake, A. Your cock is often hard in the middle of the night.”
Angel got up on one elbow. “It is? I must be dreaming about you, mi amor.”
Tommy stroked Angel with one hand while the other hand slipped underneath Jessi’s panties. He was flat on his back with one finger inside his wife and one hand pumping his husband. Two hands, one male and one female, took hold of Tommy’s cock and tugged it from base to tip. Heavy breaths filled the room as the three of them stroked one another. There was no lubrication, just skin on skin, causing a hot burn. Both hands on his cock made Tommy shudder as each hit him with a double dose of friction. He jutted his hips upwards and fucked their hands. He moved his fingers quicker inside Jessi and faster up and down Angel’s shaft. Jessi was ready to come. He stuck his finger on her clit and rubbed back and forth. She jolted her shoulders off the bed and squeezed his cock. He came a second later and lathered Jessi and Angel’s hands with his wet cum. “Hold on,” he told Angel. “Don’t come yet.”
“What?” Angel breathed heavily. “I’m ready to explode.”
“No.” Tommy stilled his hand on Angel’s cock. “Wait.”
Angel whimpered. “What are you doing? You two get to come and I have to wait?”
Tommy ripped the sheet down to the bottom of the bed and pulled off Jessi’s panties. He covered Angel’s cock with his mouth and sucked him, hard.
Angel let out a deep grunt. “Suck it just like that.”
Tommy held Angel’s cock rigid and pulled at the tip with his mouth. He circled the head with a relentless twirl of his tongue, and tangy cum infiltrated his mouth with a series of pulsating squirts. He blocked his throat and collected all of Angel’s cum in his mouth. When he had sucked every last drop from Angel’s cock, he sealed his lips shut and savored the flavor on his tongue. He pulled Jessi’s legs apart and looked her in the eye with a mouthful of Angel’s tangy froth. She threw her head back and let out an erotic laugh, aware of his intentions. She raised her hips, supported them with her hands, and opened her legs into a wide V. Tommy pulled at the folds of her flesh and created a nice little opening. He puckered his lips and deposited half of the load in his mouth directly into her pussy. He sealed her flesh closed and rubbed the outer lips of her pussy together. Both Angel and Jessi stared at it.
A wide smile spread across Angel’s lips. “How resourceful.” He scooted closer. “Let me help you.” He held open the folds of Jessi’s pussy while Tommy dropped the rest of Angel’s cum into her body, a few precious drops at a time. When the last of the tangy flavor passed over Tommy’s lips, he licked them clean. “That was all of it. I didn’t swallow any of it.” Which was a really hard thing to do since he loved Angel’s cum.
Angel pinched Jessi’s pussy closed, just like Tommy had done, which made her gasp. She gently lowered her hips to the bed, but Angel didn’t release his hold on her pussy. “I don’t want it to drip out,” he said.
“Maybe you should swish it around,” Jessi suggested, with a breathless pant.
Tommy and Angel shared a smile. They both knew she was getting off. Tommy added his fingers to Angel’s. “Just to make doubly sure you don’t lose any,” he said.
Angel held the lips of Jessi’s pussy closed while Tommy tickled her clit. He pinched it between his fingers and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger.
Jessi heaved several loud breaths and let loose with a full-body shimmer as she came. Tommy waited until the throbbing of her clit subsided before he removed his hand, and Angel’s followed.
“I hope we made a baby,” Angel said.
Tommy nodded. “Me too.”
Jessi was still out of breath. “You can do that to me every night. Twice . . . just to be sure.”
They snuggled together under the sheet and listened to the gentle rocking of the bus and the sounds of the expressway. The deep breaths of Angel and Jessi indicated that they were already asleep, but Tommy stayed awake and stared through the window at the moon. He wished on a bright star, over and over again, that they had made another beautiful baby.