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with a last reluctant caress against his throbbing length.
    “Wyatt, I need you to lift your knees one at a time for me.”
    She tugged the blanket out and carefully folded it so the mess he’d made was on the inside. Some guys freaked out when they saw how much came out of their bodies during a prostate milking and she needed Wyatt deep in the zone for what she wanted next. As she stripped off the gloves she looked over at Yuki, who gave her a lazy smile and nodded.
    “Wyatt, James, Yuki and I have a proposal for you.” She caressed Wyatt’s ass, hoping the next part would intrigue him enough to keep his embarrassment at bay. “You may remove your blindfold.”
    Yuki ground her pussy against James’ mouth with a low purr while Michelle watched, then released him and moved off so he could go sit on the couch. James was a bit longer than Wyatt, but Wyatt’s dick was thicker.  Both were good looking men, but in very different ways. It made watching them together all the more enjoyable for Michelle.
    When Wyatt ’s blindfold was removed Michelle gripped him by his hair and lifted his face so she could see his eyes. “I want you to go sit on the couch next to James.”
    His eyes darkened and he whispered, “No men, Domina. You know that’s a hard limit. I won’t touch him sexually.”
    “Wyatt, I would never break a hard limit of yours. I merely want to have enough room for Yuki to ride James while I ride you right next to her.”
    His pupils dilated and his low growl warmed her from head to toe. In order to make Wyatt feel as comfortable as possible, to burn this first taste of being an exhibitionist and voyeur into his memory as a positive thing, Yuki and Michelle were going to give some of the control to the men because they trusted them not to abuse it. Plus, a man actively fucking a woman like the rutting beast he is, was absolutely wonderful.
    When Wyatt stood , his massive erection jutted into the air, undeterred by his audience. The way he looked at Michelle made her ravenous for him, and she couldn’t help but want a small taste. Before he could turn to go she caught his hair in her fist again, this time tilting his mouth towards her.
    Goddamn , Wyatt could kiss. He knew just how to stroke his lips against hers to maximize the sensations she was receiving. As it was the first time, he kissed her like he’d been made for her, the perfect package of sensual threat and resistant submission. She opened her mouth and traced the seam of his lips, loving the way his cock pressed against her hip as she stepped closer. Eager to feel him against her she whispered against his lips, “Unzip my skirt.”
    His clever hands found her bottom and he stole a quick grope before doing as she asked. In reprimand she bit his neck hard enough to sting and he groaned. “You’re going to fucking kill me, Domina.”
    With a happy purr she shimmied out of her skirt and stood in her pretty pink garters and nude silk stockings. No panties, of course. Wyatt tensed and his gaze went to where Yuki and James sat. James had Yuki’s breast in his mouth while his wife arched her back and moaned. Wyatt flushed and looked back at Michelle, his embarrassment warring with pure lust.
    She gave him a loud smack on the ass and pointed to the seat next to James. “Sit down.”
    Wyatt complied while he tried to act nonchalant and attempted to pretend a very naked Yuki wasn’t mere inches away. If it had been any other woman, Michelle would have had to battle her jealousy issues, but she’d been playing with James and Yuki for so long that it was almost…normal to her. As odd as it might seem to the rest of the world, she never wanted to actually have sex with them, but found the act of having sex around them to be a bonding experience, one she wanted to share with Wyatt. She wanted him to know that intimacy, to understand how she could at once find the sight of James fucking his wife highly arousing, but have no desire to join them. Memories