Tracey had to fight the urge to squirm and moan. She had no idea how others were reacting because her eyes were pinched shut in a desperate attempt to keep herself under control. Something that Sara seemed to strive to thwart with every swipe of the tongue.
“No it isn’t,” she hissed between clenched teeth.
When Sara finally pulled away, Tracey was breathing hard and she gave Sara a lustful gaze. “That wasn’t fair,” she admonished her soft enough so only Sara could hear. Her tone was almost affectionate though and she gave Sara a smile.
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Julia moan loudly as Claire’s mouth worked her nipple through her shirt. The mix of heat, wetness and the roughness of the shirt made the simple act incredibly pleasurable. When Claire pulled away, Julia cried out softly, “Foul. You will need to do that again. You didn’t do it right.
Reaching with her hand, she threaded her fingers in Claire’s hair and pulled her mouth back to her breasts but pulled her to the dry spot above the other nipple.
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Seeing Julia and Claire weren’t over, Tracey shifted in her seat on the bed. “They look…busy. Should I just go?” she asked Sara, reaching for the dice.
It was a calculated risk, watching Julia’s face and hearing her moan was making her incredibly randy on top of all the tension with Sara. Hopefully the dice wouldn’t conspire against her…