***Author's warning: Contains mature content
By the time that Harinder pulled his lips back, Misty was breathless.
"I want you to touch me," Misty panted. Her two lovers smiled at her, nodding. It had been a while since they had had the opportunity to be with their wife and it made both of them happy that she desired their touch.
Psymuk reached around her to skim his hands over the side of her breasts.
"Do you like this?" Psymuk asked, watching her shiver under his light touch. Gasping, she leaned back into Psymuk as he ran his hands along her sides, teasing her.
"I think I know what she would like better." Harinder gently pulled her to to the side, exposing her mounds to the chilly air. Her nipples hardened as Harinder took one into his mouth.
"Harinder, please," she gasped as her nerve endings lit up with intense pleasure. Harinder grazed his teeth lightly over the stiff peak and Misty writhed as Psymuk held her in place.
