[ When Molly settles on his other side, Caleb certainly feels sandwiched, one warm body spooning up behind him and the other facing him, but pressed close. It's a difficult angle for him to continue teasing Molly, so his hand has to slide up to rest over her hip instead, but good enough for her to tease him. His low moan is muffled by her mouth, and the way he kisses is more demanding than he's ever been with her before, a lick over her lower lip before his tongue presses in.
There's no slow build in the way his hips rock back against the blunted shape of Fjord's cock and forward into the touch of Molly's hand. They'd invited him here for this, hadn't they? It's permissible for him to act a little greedy.
Lips breaking wetly from Molly's, Caleb takes a moment for an unsteady breath before he proposes, ] This will be easier if we move a little. To undress, and--arrange ourselves.
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There's no slow build in the way his hips rock back against the blunted shape of Fjord's cock and forward into the touch of Molly's hand. They'd invited him here for this, hadn't they? It's permissible for him to act a little greedy.
Lips breaking wetly from Molly's, Caleb takes a moment for an unsteady breath before he proposes, ] This will be easier if we move a little. To undress, and--arrange ourselves.