Amy jumped when she felt Leon’s hands stroking over her again, this time caressing her bottom. He traced between the cheeks, up and down, to find her wet opening and sink a single finger inside. She gasped, but he withdrew it almost immediately.
The distinct sound of licking followed, then Leon’s moan. When his hand returned, it was to grasp Kenneth’s prick at the base, pulling until Amy lifted her hips. She stopped as the tip found her opening, but the firm angle meant Leon wasn’t letting go.
“I think I’ve got the best seat in the house.” His other hand rested on the small of her back, pushing only enough to prompt her to slide down Kenneth’s length.
All three of them moaned then, Kenneth’s loudest of all.
“God…Amy…Amy…”