As Theo's climax subsided, he felt the energy within him surge. His skin tingled, and a warm glow suffused his body. He looked down at Ely, her eyes glazed over with passion, and knew that she felt it too. He pulled out, and she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, her legs quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure.
But his desire was not sated. His cock remained erect, as if the act had only served to fuel his lust further. His gaze fell on Salina, who had moved to the bed, her legs spread wide in an unmistakable invitation. Her eyes were hooded with desire, her lips parted as she watched him with a hunger that matched his own.
Without a word, Theo stepped over to her, his cock still wet from Ely's pussy. He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip grazing against her swollen clit. Salina's breath hitched, her body arching towards him in silent demand. He met her gaze, a smoldering fire in his own eyes that spoke of his need.
