[ They're all entangled, limbs slotted between and against one another, arms curled around shoulders and waists, and Caleb is caught up in the middle. It's difficult to decide what to do with himself when all options seem good.
But why choose at all? He can arch back against Fjord, press himself onto the big, blunt shape of his cock, and also moan softly, unashamedly needy, as Molly teases him with a gentle rock of her hips grinding down against his own. Loose nightshirt rucked up nearly to his neck, both of their hands explore his chest. Fjord's claws leave light pink marks in their wake over his pale skin and across his nipples. It's easy to see when the muscles in his stomach clench as he shudders, hissing in a sharply drawn breath.
Half-hard is not the case for long. He's stiffening quickly, held between his very attractive friends and teased where he's most sensitive, and all he can do is laugh softly under his breath, amazed by his good fortune. ]
Ja, it is a good morning.
[ The first words he's spoken, they're rough with sleep still. But he's more than aware enough to trail one hand in along Molly's rounder hip, following the curve down along her thigh and then between them. ]
Because you said please.
[ Two lightly calloused fingers curl up, easily parting her folds. She is wet, and hot, and Caleb brushes over and past her clit deliberately slow in favor of gently circling the sensitive entrance to her cunt, careful not to press inside. ]
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But why choose at all? He can arch back against Fjord, press himself onto the big, blunt shape of his cock, and also moan softly, unashamedly needy, as Molly teases him with a gentle rock of her hips grinding down against his own. Loose nightshirt rucked up nearly to his neck, both of their hands explore his chest. Fjord's claws leave light pink marks in their wake over his pale skin and across his nipples. It's easy to see when the muscles in his stomach clench as he shudders, hissing in a sharply drawn breath.
Half-hard is not the case for long. He's stiffening quickly, held between his very attractive friends and teased where he's most sensitive, and all he can do is laugh softly under his breath, amazed by his good fortune. ]
Ja, it is a good morning.
[ The first words he's spoken, they're rough with sleep still. But he's more than aware enough to trail one hand in along Molly's rounder hip, following the curve down along her thigh and then between them. ]
Because you said please.
[ Two lightly calloused fingers curl up, easily parting her folds. She is wet, and hot, and Caleb brushes over and past her clit deliberately slow in favor of gently circling the sensitive entrance to her cunt, careful not to press inside. ]