The birds went crazy, darting left and right, spying freedom through the open door. They exploded through the exit and into the conservatory, weaving through plants and water features.
She raced up the stairs, and I walked farther into the house, wanting to put distance between myself and the weary travellers.Boden! I shouted, hoping he heard the unease in my voice. Serg!
Louis whistled when he came inside, eyeing up the rather impressive living room. I’d stepped back, moving deeper into the living room away from them. Bruce made a noise that was a cross between a grunt and a growl, and I have no idea if that was good or not.This is some place you got here, Louis commented.And you have all this space just for the couple of you? Hayley asked.
Thanks, I muttered, and Louis took off his backpack and casually tossed it on the sofa. Boden! We have company!Company? Boden’s voice wafted up the stairs, and within seconds, I heard footsteps tramping up them.
Boden, Serg, and Max came upstairs, all three of them looking confused. I hadn’t called for Max, and I was hoping that they’d take the hint that I wanted him to wait downstairs. I had no idea what this might turn into, but I was certain that it’d better if Max stayed out of it.
Oh, company. Boden’s eyes widened with understanding and surprise when he saw Hayley, Bruce, and Louis standing our living room.The moment my legs locked around him, he surged upward. His c**k hit places that acted as a trigger to the fiercest cyclone in history.
Tightening, swirling, building, sparking.My mouth parted as a ragged moan erupted from my lungs.
Fuck, yes, Q yelled, his fingernails digging into flesh. He drove harder, stroking my pu**y until every inch of me thrummed like an entire chorus of typhoons.Nothing but sweet, sweet pleasure.