It was unknown who was leaning into whom and the next thing Lu Yizhou knew, the two of them were kissing with fervor. Not the chaste, simple or shy one but the wet, smacking kind of kiss that involved a lot of tongues and saliva and all. Lu Yizhou groaned against the back of Izher's nape, biting and sucking marks on his pale skin as he began to roll his hips against Jillian slowly and deeply, his cock thickening even more. The two of them were making soft 'ah ah' sounds, nearly sending Lu Yizhou straight to his grave.
He chuckled with mirth. "You two are going to be the death of me, I swear."
Jillian's eyes cracked open from where he was tongue-fucking Izher and clashed with Lu Yizhou's amused ones. Leaning forward, Lu Yizhou peppered kisses onto his temple and inhaled the scent of their sweat and musk. "So good for me, Jillian… Izher…" He gathered both of his lovers' cocks in his broad palms and began to pump. "So beautiful and perfect."
