My buttocks still hurt, but the pain is less now, the sensation dissipating as my body recovers. I shift slightly, rub against Sylvan, and one of us groans; I suspect it is not me, not this time, but I am close to it. The intensity of lust was sated briefly, supplanted by the new sensations coursing through me, but my predicament is reasserting itself now.
“Oooh,” I whimper. “Please, please, I need—”
“Now? No preamble?” It is Luca’s voice I hear. “You want one of us to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I wail. The terminology is not what I am accustomed to but I am beyond caring for such niceties. “Yes, yes, yes!”
“Which one of us do you want?”
I have a choice? I had not considered that possibility, and in any case, I do not wish to select one or the other. “I want you both,” I announce firmly. Then I hesitate. Have I gone too far? “Is that allowed?”
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