Tap That

Seth kicked off his boots and stood there waiting, acting as if he were saddling up for his first competitive rodeo. Then, something happened.

Maybe the Earth tilted or perhaps he gained more confidence when she crooked her finger back and forth, summoning him. Whatever it was, Seth ended up with one hell of a first position.

Beck wouldn’t complain. He had a fine place, too. Best of all, he could keep his eye on their sexy vixen, a woman they had talked about on more than one occasion.

This day marked the beginning. This moment marked the start.

They were set to take and claim a woman, a woman they’d always wanted for their own.

She was ready to concede, prepared to take the men she had long since wanted for her own.

Lindsey was dying a slow death but she would soon come to life. She balled the sheets in her hands, raking her fingernails down the cotton material as Seth thrust his tongue inside her, eating her out as she hummed in pleasure.

“God yes,” she whispered, turning her head right to left as her hips jutted forward. She planted her feet on the bed, but she couldn’t stop pumping her lower body. She was seconds away from climax, a moment away from true unadulterated bliss.

Beck tilted her head to his cock then and right when she was ready to spread those proverbial wings and fly, he thrust his cock between her lips, crowding her throat with his pulsing cockhead. Her goals changed in an instant.

His pleasure was her pl

easure. His goals were her ambitions, too.

She cupped his sac and traced the visible lines in his heavy balls. Drawing his shaft tightly between her lips, she rolled her tongue one way or the other, swiping his shaft up and down and up once more.

He watched her curiously, seemingly content to let her set the pace and lead. At the same time, Seth speared her with his tongue, spreading her pussy lips as he thrust three fingers inside her.

He drew back and then hovered over her. Blowing a steady stream of hot air over her clit, he watched her as he pleasured her.

Breathless then, she pulled Beck away from her mouth. Kissing his moist tip, she dragged her seal lips across the pulsing head, loving how his taste tantalized her tongue.

She moaned as one Stallard teased and the other one awaited his pleasure. One man satisfied and the other awaited true satisfaction.

With her mouth slightly opened, she parted her lips with Beck’s thick cock, drawing him into the heart of her mouth and pulling his length across her tongue. Seth crawled up her body. Kissing her belly, he mashed his mouth against her smooth skin, teasing her as he moved along her torso before dipping lower once more.

Lindsey now understood what it meant to be in dire straits. She launched her hips and rubbed against Seth. A throaty chuckle fell to the room and he slapped the hell out of her bare mound.

“Oh my God!” Her hips shot away from the bed again.

He slapped her pussy again.

The burn that followed was like receiving a double-shot of electrifying sensations. She slammed her mound against his forearm, hinting for more, desperate for another.

Beck winked. “You liked it. Didn’t you, baby?”

“Damn straight,” she whispered, sounding as desperate as she felt.

“Give her another one for me,” he ordered, grabbing a handful of hair and lifting her head away from the pillow. Aiming his cock at her lips, he dragged his tip around the shape of her mouth.

Beck sank between her lips and thrust. She was eager to give him a good blow, looping her tongue around the crest and drawing his cock to the roof of her mouth. At the same time, Seth parted her intimate lips with fervor and went at her as if he were sitting down to a savory feast.

Tongues worked in time. Fingers strummed. Hearts pounded and pulses raced. There was no doubt in her mind that in that very moment, the excitement and energy throughout the room, right there in that very bed, matched an erotic tempo, a sultry beat.

Ragged breaths resonated in her ears. Beck shut his eyes, gripped the bedpost, and slowed his strokes. She swallowed again and again, her reflexes working overtime.

At the same time, Seth proved he could gain a woman’s attention, earn a gal’s praise. He screwed his tongue inside her pulsing channel and in a matter of minutes that bed was rocking.

Beck hollered out her name and emptied his cum in the back of her throat. Seth became more aggressive, and soon a flood of heat and unmatched pleasure shot through her channel and left her groveling for more. She fisted her hand around Beck’s meaty cock and licked him clean. Chanting their names, she rode out one orgasm and headed straight for another.

Seth—God love him—never came up for air. Instead, he stayed committed to her pleasure, devoted to her satisfaction. After she’d ridden out the last of her release, all she could do was whisper his name. And when he rose over her with a smile on his flushed face, she was more than willing to give him what he wanted, more than eager to give them both a worthy ride.