Restless Hands

Shalina Devine stretches across the sheets like a woman who knows exactly what her body needs tonight. She reaches for Thomas Stone with one hand and Vince Karter with the other, pulling both of them closer until their heat presses against her from either side. Her breasts, full and heavy, brush against their chests as she leans in. Fingers slip between her thighs, finding her already slick and open. One slides inside, then another, working her gently but steadily, and she grinds down against the touch, hips rolling in slow, hungry circles. The moment she feels the head of Thomas’s cock press against her entrance, she exhales a low, satisfied sound. Vince moves behind her, and when he pushes forward she takes both of them at once, her breath catching at the sudden, perfect stretch. She keeps moving between them, thighs trembling, riding the sensation as their hands roam over her curves. Every thrust brings her closer to the edge until her whole body shudders and she comes hard between the two of them, still hungry for more.