Chapter 1677 A Hot Mfm Threesome(Group Sex):>Ep15

• We stayed folded together until balance seemed less theoretical. Then he held my waist while I came up on my knees and he eased his softening cock out of me. He got into the rear cubby, found the plain washcloth that lives with the van's toiletries, and had it in my hand before the first warm spill reached my thigh. It had a faded blue stripe and one frayed edge. I cleaned myself up. He found a second corner of it for himself. Neither of us was breathing well enough to pretend this had been graceful. The cloth went into the grocery bag that was already holding road laundry.
• He dug the water bottle out from where it was wedged beside the door, opened it, and gave it to me first, and I drank enough of it to make him raise his eyebrows and handed it back. He drank, recapped it, put it back in the same pocket. Then his hand came down flat between my shoulder blades and stayed there, warm, doing nothing else, while my breathing came back. I leaned into it. Getting up was available and I did not take it.
• "For the record," he said, his own breath still uneven, "the van performed admirably under difficult conditions."