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especially when a man was willing to make it feel better. Cyn wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but she slammed back down to earth when Cooper slowly separated her legs.
    “Now that is a very nice view,” Brody said, walking into the room. He had left earlier to make a phone call. She briefly thought about questioning him about it, but Cooper had distracted her with the offer of a massage. “I have just the thing to top it off.”
    Cyn was too relaxed to turn at the sound of a drawer opening, but knew immediately what he had been referring to when she felt a cool substance being dribbled in her crevice. Immediately, her ass puckered in anticipation. She moaned in agreement. They had taken her together a couple of times when they were younger, and it wasn’t a feeling a woman ever forgot.
    Not wanting to ruin the moment, Cyn bit her lip from saying anything. She just wanted to relish in their touch and be taken back to when her world had found that perfect rotation. Cooper used a finger to press the oil deeper in between her cheeks. Brody must have gotten on the bed, as she felt the mattress dip on her left side. She raised her ass, wanting to feel more of his finger.
    “Would you like us to fuck you there?” Brody whispered in her ear. If there was one thing she could always count on, it was Brody to verbalize their sexual experiences. He might be quiet in a social setting, but get him into bed, and he was all about participation. “I would love to feel your ass clamp down on my cock, Cyn.”
    “Hmmm,” Cyn moaned, not able to form a full reply. Cooper’s finger finally reached her anus, but all he did was continue to rub over her tiny muscle ring. Bringing her knees up higher onto the bed, Cyn lifted her ass higher. Did she need to broadcast what she wanted?
    “Give her what she wants, Cooper,” Brody said, his voice laced with arousal. “There is nothing sexier than seeing a woman enjoy being made love to.”
    Cyn felt Cooper’s finger breach her tight ring, causing her to stiffen momentarily. Remembering she needed to relax in order to feel the full sensation, Cyn arched her back higher, giving him better access.
    “That’s right, Silk, let me get you loosened up.”
    He pressed his finger deeper, sinking in to the second knuckle. When he pulled out, she couldn’t help but moan in protest. “Why don’t you make yourself feel good, Cyn?” Brody urged.
    Cyn snaked her hand down between her and the mattress, having no problem finding her swollen clit. It was engorged with blood and needing a release. Her juices were now flowing and covered the inside of her thighs. Using the natural lubricant, Cyn gathered some on her fingers and rubbed light circles over her nub.
    “That’s right, Cyn, let your body accept what it wants.”
    Hearing his words made her realize that Cooper now had two fingers inside her ass and was using her thrusts as a counter movement. She was climbing that sweet, delicious hill that her body craved to free-fall from when Cooper pulled out of her.
    “Cooper!”
    “I’m just putting a condom on, Silk.”
    “Hurry up!”
    Brody chuckled and she turned her head, getting a view that was more than sensual. It was downright erotic. Brody was lying on his side, with his head propped up in one hand while his other stroked his hard, swollen cock. It glistened in the golden hue of the bedside lamp. He must have been using his pre-cum to glide his fist up and down his shaft, because his movements were graceful. Before she could get up on her elbows to take him in her mouth, Cooper placed his cock at her backdoor entrance.
    “Take a deep breath, Silk, and remember to relax.”
    That was easier said than done and she almost said that to him, but Cooper started to press against her anus. His tip was the easiest thing for her to accept. If she remembered correctly, it was the thickness in the middle of his cock that was the hardest to take. That was why Cooper was the one who used to take