I wrap my hand around his shaft and gently tug on it. It stiffens further at my touch. I love the feel of a hard cock in my hand. Then my eyes meander down Giacomo's body. I run my fingers through the curly black hair on his chest. My hand slides down his body, I feel the muscles of his stomach. My fingers deftly follow the trail from his belly button down to the hard-on I know is waiting below. The feel of his cock, hard and throbbing in my hand makes me hot. I want his cock in my mouth, want his pre-cum to drip onto my moist lips and tongue. I slide further down his body and take his cock in my mouth. I lick the drip of pre-cum off the tip and then lick my lips. I slide my lips gently over his head, then press him with my tongue. I slide his head over my tongue toward the back of my throat. My mouth is open and my top lip and tongue slide along the length of his shaft, flicking and caressing his now throbbing member. I close my mouth around his shaft and swallow sucking him deep into me. He moans, his eyes are open and he’s watching me suck his cock.
Lucia is watching me too. Her nipples are hard, her clit is probably as swollen as mine. I invite her to join me. She on her knees, her legs spread, straddling his hips. His cock strains up toward her pussy. With my right hand I grasp his cock and lightly press the tip of his cock against her clit. Nooo, she whisperes, better not, better not, ... but she can't stop. I press her slightly aside and we both start sucking every part of his genitals: balls, shaft, head, top, frenulum...
He smiles and lifts his hips, pressing his cock deeper into my mouth. I move my mouth faster up and down his shaft, in rhythm with the movement of his hips. I can feel his hands on my shoulders. I rub my thighs together stimulating my clit. I keep sucking him faster and deeper into my mouth. I love the way his cock feels, filling my mouth, it is so wet and slippery with his pre-cum. His cock is rock hard and almost ready to burst when Lucia suddenly screams: "Stop! Don't let him cum yet".
