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against the seam of Ford’s ass.
    Ford softly chuckled against the mattress. “Ah, you know I do, big guy. And you always know how to scratch my itch, don’t you?”
    Caph reached over, grabbed the bottle of lube from beside the bed, and then lay on his back on Ford’s other side. “How you want me?”
    Ford sat up. “Just like that.” He leaned in and kissed Caph. Emi felt heat pulse between her legs at the sight of the men’s passion. Watching her men together always did that to her. Every action screamed their love for each other. It wasn’t just sex between them, it was soul mates joining.
    Caph pulled his legs up, his rock-hard thighs touching his chest as Ford teased him. He fisted Caph’s stiff cock and stroked it. “How do I take care of this later? That’s the next question.” His playful smile lit the dim room. He palmed Caph’s heavy sac, stroking it, working his way lower. “Do I suck it or fuck it?”
    Caph threw his head back, eyes closed, and moaned.
    “Like the way that feels?” Ford asked.
    He nodded. “Please fuck me, man. I need it.”
    Ford slicked himself with lube before prepping the other man. Emi’s heart pounded as she watched him press the head of his cock against Caph’s rim. “Gonna fuck you real good, buddy,” he promised as he slid home.
    He wiggled his ass against Ford’s thighs as his hands tightly fisted the sheets.
    Ford’s firm ass and thighs flexed as he stroked his cock inside Caph. “You like that?”
    Caph nodded, his bottom lip caught under his teeth.
    Both of Emi’s eyes were now wide open as she watched the men. Ford held on to Caph’s thighs as he fucked him. “Jesus, you feel good,” he whispered.
    Caph let out another soft moan.
    Unable to take it anymore, Emi rolled over and kissed Caph as Ford laughed. “Whoops, we woke her up.”
    Caph’s tongue deeply plundered her mouth as his hand found one of her breasts and tweaked her nipple. He nudged her up. “Turn around,” he gasped. His large hands grabbed her hips. He urged her to straddle his face as he pulled her over his mouth, his tongue lightly flicking her clit. She felt the morning stubble on his cheeks rasp along the insides of her thighs, a delicious contrast to his soft, shaggy blond curls.
    She rested her hands on Caph’s chest, balancing herself, playing with his nipples. Ford leaned in and kissed her.
    “Jesus, that’s fucking sexy, watching you on him like that!” Ford was their chatterbox, even in bed.
    She didn’t mind.
    Caph’s rigid cock bobbed with each thrust Ford took inside him. Not one to waste an opportunity, Emi lowered herself over Caph’s body and sucked his cock into her mouth.
    She didn’t know who moaned more loudly, Ford or Caph.
    Caph doubled his efforts between her legs, his hands clamped around her thighs, holding her in place. Not that she wanted to move. She laved her tongue over the head and crown, flicking the slit and tasting the salty tang of pre-come. She felt him grow even harder between her lips.
    Ford twined one hand in her hair. “That’s it, baby. Suck his cock.” Between her legs, Caph’s tongue plundered her depths and drove her closer to climax.
    She felt Caph’s hands change position, one finger gently pressing against her puckered rim without pushing for entrance. It was enough to send her over the edge. As she moaned around his cock, his hands once again clamped around her thighs as he sucked on her clit.
    Ford’s thrusts came harder, faster. “Come for us, baby. Let him eat that sweet pussy. Scream for us.”
    Screaming wasn’t an option with several thick inches of Caph’s man-meat filling her mouth, but she gave it her best. As she felt her insides melt into a passionate puddle, she ground her hips against Caph’s face.
    “Suck the juices right out of his cock, baby,” Ford urged. “Make him come before I do. I want to feel his ass clench.”
    She redoubled her efforts, taking him deeply into her throat and stroking the veined