I eased out of Nala with a slow, wet slide, my cock still half-hard and glistening. A thick strand of cum followed, dripping onto the sheets.
Jasmine smirked, leaning over me. "Good girl always cleans up her mess. You need to learn that, Nala."
Nala laughed, low and throaty, and kicked the blanket off us. "Watch me." She crawled down between my legs, settled on her knees, and took me into her mouth—warm, wet, thorough. Her tongue swirled around the head, lapping up every trace of us, humming softly as she sucked.
Jasmine turned my face to hers, kissed me deep. "You're delicious," she murmured against my lips.
Nala pulled off with a pop, licking her lips. "No—his cum is delicious. I love it. Wow, am I a pervert?"
I just smiled, said nothing. Pleasure 20… what a game changer.
Jasmine broke the kiss, guiding my mouth to her tits. I latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, tongue flicking. She moaned, fingers threading through my hair.
