Liam eased out of Ann with a slow wet glide and her pussy gave one last reluctant squeeze as if begging him to stay, but he was already turning, eyes locked on Kelly stretched out on her back, legs parted just enough, dark skin gleaming under the low light, her heavy tits rising and falling with every breath, blue eyes half-lidded and hungry, lips parted, waiting.
He crawled over her slow, body hovering, letting the heat of his skin brush hers without touching yet. He felt the tremble in her thighs, the way her hips lifted a fraction, searching. He lowered himself inch by inch until his chest grazed her nipples and she let out a soft mmmm that vibrated straight through him.
His mouth found her neck first. Tongue dragging slow along the salty line of sweat beading there, tasted her warm skin and faint jasmine and raw want. He licked again, slower, tracing the curve where neck met shoulder. She shivered hard, pussy brushing the head of his cock, already slick, already open for him.
