Satisfied 2X

“Like the luckiest woman in the world.” She smiled.

He laughed. “No. I meant your body. Did we hurt y

ou?”

“Oh.” She didn’t want them to know she was sore. She didn’t want to turn down the chance for more of last night.

“That sore, huh?” Wyatt looked at her.

“No, I’m perfectly fine.” She made her voice an octave higher than usual. “I feel like there is magic under my skin or something. I can’t explain it.”

Wyatt paused with the spatula in his hand. “Baby, we know your body better than you do. You can’t hide things from us.”

“Oh, all right. I’m a little on the sore side. But not much. Besides, I like how it feels. It reminds me of what we did. And I love what we did.” She smiled.

“Unacceptable,” Wyatt stated. He looked over at Jason knowingly.

Oh shit. She was suddenly worried. Had she done something wrong? Was she damaged in some way?

Jason pushed her chair back from the table. “I think we can help with that.”

“Wait, what are you doing?” A ripple of panic worked its way through her.

Wyatt lifted her from the seat. “Don’t worry this will only take a second and then you can have your breakfast.”

“I’m not worried about breakfast. What’s happening?” she squeaked.

He laid her on the kitchen counter. Jason peeled her satin panties from her legs.

“Wait, what?” But she was already breathing heavily and her heart beat was erratic.

Jason’s tongue plunged between her legs and began to lick gently before another protest rose from her throat.

“Ohh.” She smiled, relaxing into his naughty kiss.

Wyatt covered her mouth with a kiss. Her legs fell open. Jason circled her clit before sliding his tongue inside her. The heat felt so good. So soothing. Wyatt took her hands over her head, kissing her deeper and more passionately.

“Are you sore somewhere other than your pussy?” he growled.

“Yes.” She nodded, staring into his eyes.

He walked to the end of the counter and Jason traded spots with him. He walked toward her, planting a kiss on her lips. She tasted herself on his tongue. Wyatt’s hands lifted her hips from the counter as his tongue ran over her tender forbidden zone. It was aching from his touch. He lapped generously, coaxing a moan from her.

“Feels so good.” She exhaled between Jason’s kisses.

“Relax and it can feel better,” Wyatt reminded her.

She let go and opened herself to him. His tongue was like a warm ray coating her with hot light. He pressed his tongue deeper.

Jason stood up, gazing at her. He loosened her robe, slipping it off her shoulders.

“I want to come all over your tits, love.”

She nodded.

He shrugged his pajama pants off before climbing on the counter and straddling her. He pressed his erect cock to her lips.

She inhaled him. She loved sucking his dick.