"Take them off"
I gently pull at the waistbands of Grayson's pants and within seconds, Grayson stands fully n*ked in front of me. Griffen is close behind, his pants also falling to the floor, revealing the full extent of his thick c*ck. However, Clay is left working a little harder to squeeze out of his once-fitted, now tight-fitting pants, causing his d**k to spring up the moment he finally fully releases it.
The sight of each uniquely perfect c*ck, with prominent veins, makes my pulse race and my pu*sy even wetter.
"That's better," I smile, walking over to the bed. "Grayson.... come sit."
I drop to my knees in front of him and I take my time reaching for the head of Grayson's co*k with my mouth. I can't help but smile as he squirms on the bed, bucking his hips up in a non-verbal pl
