It all came from loving and being loved by Jazz and Screw.
“I can do that,” he said.
“Good.” Jazz smiled and slid her leg across his body. Before he knew it, she was straddling him, those pretty tits drawing both his and Screw’s attention.
“Shit, I need one of those babies in my mouth.” Screw licked his lips.
“So do I.” Gumby was already curling up to a sitting position.
Jazz smirked. “Lucky for you boys, I have two,” she said as she cupped her tits in offering.
Seeing her so confident and playful in her nudity where just a few months ago she struggled to even bare herself to them made Gumby even harder. His woman was badass.
“We’re all lucky to have two,” Screw said in a serious tone, and they all knew he wasn’t talking about Jazz’s body but the fact they each had two lovers.
“Forever,” Jazz whispered.
“Forever,” Gumby said as Screw nodded, his eyes suspiciously wet.
At this point, nothing could ever convince him what they had wasn’t right.
It was goddammed everything.