“I’m too close, and I don’t want to come down your throat.”
Dion smirked. “What about inside my ass?”
“Exactly what I have in mind.”
“We need to get some lube, though,” Dion pointed out while stroking Galen’s dick slowly. “There’s no way I’m taking that monster in my ass without it. My butt hole would be torn apart, and I don’t want that to happen.”
Galen gestured at one corner of the picnic mat. “I hid a brand-new tube of lubricant underneath it when I was working on setting up this place with Odon earlier this afternoon. I got the lube from your stash, by the way.”
Dion chortled. “Someone was overly confident.”
Galen shrugged. “I was hopeful.”
Dion snickered. “Fine. Don’t move.”