Water ran into my eyes, down my neck, over my tits.

He sucked my clit hard—pulled it between his lips—then pushed two fingers inside me, curling them forward while his tongue kept working.

The combination was devastating—fullness, suction, heat.

I moaned—low, broken—then bit my lip when I remembered how close the cabins were.

Ryan stepped in behind me.

His chest pressed to my back—cock sliding between my ass cheeks, hot and hard.

He reached around—cupped my tits—pinched my nipples until they ached.

Then he notched himself at my entrance—pushed in slow while Jake kept eating me.

The stretch was immediate—pussy walls parting around Ryan’s cock while Jake’s tongue flicked my...