Cole’s cock was still buried to the root inside me when Elias grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my head back.

“Look at your husband while you milk his brother’s cock,” he ordered.

I did. Ryan’s face was flushed dark, jaw clenched, eyes locked on the place where my stretched cunt was stretched obscenely around Cole’s thick shaft. Lila was still on her knees between Ryan’s thighs, drooling all over his cock, spit running down her chin and dripping onto her bare tits. She had pulled her tank top up so her nipples were free, and every time she took Ryan deep, her throat bulged.

Cole groaned under...