Ménage à Trois

"I have to make this right," he said, his voice firming with resolve. "I have to show her that I'm capable of change, that I can be better. I owe it to her, and to myself."

He thrust into Meghan a few more times, then spilled his hot seed deep inside her. They collapsed onto the sofa in a sweaty, satisfied heap.

"Yes!" She screamed out loud as at the same instant she rocketed into orgasm, body convulsing violently under his touch while he pumped spurt after spurt of hot seed deep into her belly. Then finally they were still.

My heart pounded in my chest as I considered the implications of what he was proposing: representing Earth in the most intimate way possible. The fate of our planet's alliance with the Thelonic Empire hung in the balance.

The brunette let out a low moan of pleasure as she felt herself being filled by the blonde's expert touch. She ground herself against those fingers, desperate for more.

I released their cocks and reached down between my legs, spreading my pussy lips open. I looked up at them and nodded, indicating that I was ready for them.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before answering. "Yes," I said confidently. Ever since he had first told me about his plans to build a time machine, I had been fascinated by the idea of traveling through time and seeing history unfold before my eyes.

Patricia blushed at his compliment, feeling a warmth in her chest. She stepped forward and pressed her lips to his, their tongues intertwining in a passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt his hands on her hips, urging her closer.

She blushed and looked away shyly. No one had ever called her beautiful before, let alone looked at her like they were actually seeing her for the first time.

Alexis slid a finger inside herself, imagining it was him filling her up. She pictured his face contorting in ecstasy as he pumped in and out of her tight wet pussy, desperate for release.