Her fingers gently dig into Moist's chest, and she can feel the two of them reaching across her to touch each other, starting high and slowly descending, Moist's wrist turning against her hip as he strokes Urquhart behind her.
She gasps against his neck, her breath hot on his skin as Urquhart's finger pushes into her, her own arousal more than clear.
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She gasps against his neck, her breath hot on his skin as Urquhart's finger pushes into her, her own arousal more than clear.