The friction was maddening, sending tingles straight down to my core, where Kyle was still rubbing me. 

  

  

   Oh god, their hands are everywhere already, just like I said. Ryan's grip is firm, like he knows exactly how to handle my tit, and Kyle's fingers are teasing me so good, making me drip more. I can feel my juices soaking through the panties now, probably getting on his hand.

  

  

   "You want that for real?" Ryan asked, his voice sounding like a low growl, his mouth moving to my neck now, kissing lightly at first, soft presses of his lips against my skin that made me tilt my head to give him...