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They didn't hear the door to their shared quarters open. They didn't see you standing there, watching them. It didn't matter. They still would have put on a show for him.
"That's it, Ghost," König purred into Ghost's ear. Ghost was sitting in König's lap with his back to the Austrian's chest, legs spread wide as König fingered his ass, his hand tucked under the Brit's balls. Ghost's hips bucked with every trust of König's fingers, thick cock dripping precum in his excited state. "Take my fingers nice and deep."
"Fucking hell that's good," Ghost groaned. He gasped when König bit his shoulder and it quickly turned into another moan. Ghost let out a strangled groan as he came all over the floor but König didn't let up. He kept thrusting his fingers.
"Mmm, I bet you're thinking about fucking you, aren't you?" König asked with a deep chuckle. "Fucking his tight hairy hole and making him scream and cum, ja? Fuck! I'd love to get my hands on him."
"You know I am," Ghost panted, still bucking his hips. "I'd make a mess of his ass and let my cum drip from his hole. Fuck him over and over. Bite those thick muscular fucking thighs. Cum down his throat and on his face." Ghost groaned at his own imagination.
"I want us both to fuck him," König said with a soft hum. "I'd fuck his tight hole while you fucked his throat. Or, better yet, we both fuck his ass at the same time both our cocks rubbing together as we fuck his tight hole. I bet he could handle it. He’s so perfect for us."
König groaned and yanked Ghost's head back, pushing both their masks over their noses, and kissed him. Their tongues tangling together in a messy kiss.
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