Grayson.
Griffen reluctantly nods once and eases her off, grunting as he pulls out and lays her on the bed.
She rolls over, rubbing her hands down from her neck, cupping her breasts, and pinching her n*****s, moaning as she arches her back. She spreads her legs wide as an invitation, offering herself wholly to us as she licks around her mouth, taking the remnants of Clay’s c*m.
“Damn, little lamb. So perfect,” Clay mutters, crawling onto the bed. He bends down, kissing her lips and I watch as Griffen moves in between her legs, licking up the inside of one and then the other. He blows a swath of hot air across her pu*sy making her quiver before swirling the tip of his tongue around her c**t.
She moans into the kiss, wrapping one arm around Clay’s neck while I slide onto the bed, pumping
