Morgan’s hip, the top of her leg, and then her mound.
He’d started rubbing his lightly bearded face over her pussy when Joe began to prod Dave’s ass with a lubed finger. He wasn’t surprised the Powertools had brought more than snacks in their supplies for the evening.
Kayla petted his chest and encouraged him. “Damn, Dave. That’s so sexy. I love watching his hand disappear in you. And his cock is getting so hard. You’re going to fuck me so well with his dick in your ass, aren’t you?”
Dave groaned and sucked on Morgan’s clit. She was propped up on her elbows so she could watch her husband preparing to slide deep into Dave’s ass. She looked up at the rest of the crew. “What are you waiting for? You going to watch all night? Or are you going to play too?”
Mike grinned, then ordered the rest of them to mirror the chain that Joe, Dave, Kayla, and Morgan had made. Only this time it was Mike behind Neil, who smothered James. And beneath them all, Devon faced up, welcoming James between her legs while Kate reclined, waiting for his talented mouth to feast on her like he had on Mike at the lake, not that long ago.
Dave grunted as Joe slid inside him, his cock feeling about ten times thicker than his finger. And that wasn’t a complaint. As soon as the other man was settled, buried as deep as he could get, Dave fisted his own cock and inserted it into his wife.
Kayla arched her back and thrust her hips upward, swallowing the fat head of his cock and inviting him to lock tight within her, which he did. He let their bodies rest together so that Joe’s motions as he plunged in and out of Dave’s body caused him and Kayla to grind together.
The wet heat of her hugging his cock and the pressure of Joe riding his ass sent him into a frenzy. He ate Morgan, using the fingers of his left hand to pump into her and spread her wide as he lapped at her clit.
And when Mike cursed from beside him, he glanced over to see the foreman drilling into Neil, who did the same to James, who was then pushed forward into Devon. His face was buried in Kate’s pussy as he made sure she enjoyed what they were doing as much as any of the others.
For a while, only the sounds of the country, crickets, owls, and the slap of flesh on flesh filled the night air. But it didn’t take long before relief at being reunited turned into something a hell of a lot more passionate and urgent.
Moans, groans, and cries ping-ponged between them as everyone’s desire was intertwined. Each time Joe’s cock jerked in Dave’s ass, it made him thrust harder into Kayla and scissor his fingers in Morgan’s pussy. When Mike threw his head back and pinched his nipple, it made his hips crash into Neil’s ass. Neil drilled into James, who strained, giving Devon all of himself while he flicked his tongue over Kate’s clit, exactly the way she liked best.
And when Dave realized that this was going to be one of those times where it might not last all night, but the memory of it would be forever etched into his mind and his balls, he shuddered. Kayla’s nails dug into his shoulders, promising she would never let him go.
His free hand flung out and landed on Neil’s. The other man clutched it, and James added his to the pile. Mike saw where they were joined and did the same, reaching for Joe. Kayla and Devon and Morgan and Kate mimicked them.
And soon they were linked in every combination he could think of while they sought ecstasy in unison. Rapture flooded Dave’s veins as he realized they’d done it. They’d found a way to get stronger than ever before, the bonds between them, forged in flames, indestructible.
That alone filled him with so much bliss, he didn’t even need to come to feel their love and joy washing over him. But that didn’t mean he could resist either.
Kayla gasped, her pussy wringing him as she fell first, screaming her climax loud enough that an owl took to the sky from a tree nearby with a flap of its massive wings. Probably for the best since the rest of them echoed her, shouting their pleasure as they each began to soar, one by one.
Dave couldn’t resist the milking of Kayla’s