“You put a hole in your dick for an engagement?” Bluebell arched her brows and gave a wolf whistle, “I’d hate to think what the wedding’s going to be like.”
The smell coming off the blue man was divine, adding to the lovely scent she’d found earlier from Wayne. Biting her lip, she purred, “Fuck yeah, right up in there.”
Her own fingers followed suit, pushing into her own slit to tease the tip of her tentacle.
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Sheldon moaned at the touches, the exhibitionist display he was putting on. He hadn’t been turned on in this way since his times with his mistress. His mind went back to that place, being a good little boy and putting on a show. It helped that the smells coming from the woman were so incredibly enticing.
Holding Wayne’s shoulders, Sheldon dropped his mouth to his lover’s neck nibbling on the skin there, “Mine. My pretty boy. I’m always wet for you.”
Pushing his ass out, he presented himself to Bell while moving to give Wayne better access to his body and swelling tentacle. His open mouth kisses turning to bites as he finds the scar on Wayne’s neck that he’d left from the time he’d been under a mer curse. Biting as hard as he could to remind his mate.
Wayne hummed happily as Sheldon said that and began to nibble at his neck.
When the kissing and nibbling turned to biting over the scar he’d been given by Sheldon when he was a mer-creature, Wayne groaned deeply and pushed two fingers quickly, deep up into Sheldon’s slick sheath and began to finger fuck him steadily.
“You’re still too proud of that, I think.” Wayne grumbles, arousal pulsing through him at the actions Shelly was doing to him, and also when he looked over to see Bell playing with herself. Damn yeah, this was going to be interesting.
“What can I say?” Sheldon kissed the scar again, “I love marking you as mine~” fulling shedding his clothing with a roll of his shoulders, he turned in his mate’s arms. Grinding his ass against Wayne’s cock, he spread his legs over the sides of his lover’s legs leaving himself spread wide open for Bell to see. Head thrown back over Wayne’s shoulder in lustful bliss.
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Bell’s mouth dropped open at the display, “You little blue slut!” her legs trembled as arousal shot through her core, fingers moving faster as her breathing sped up, “Fucking shameless. I love it.”
He eyes glued to the blue man’s slit as his tentacle started to slide out. Perfection. Beyond perfection. In an awed whisper, she breathed, “…gorgeous…”
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