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And the men changed places, making sure to dribble plenty in her mouth before flooding her pussy with another deluge, as Paulo drank deeply from her cup. She wasn’t sure she’d ever actually quit coming when Paulo pulled away, took his cock in his hand, and pushed it up into her. Angelo chose that moment to climb onto the counter and drizzle Moet et Chandon onto his cock before he offered it to her. The smell of desert heat and ozone, the scent of evergreen and hot earth mixed with the sour-fresh scent of the fizz, and the taste of it all mixed with the cream of his precum was enough to keep her on the edge, as the two men passed the bottle.
There was another nod of a message between the two and Angelo produced another bottle of fizz from the small refrigerator next to the tub. This time she barely heard the pop of the cork above her own moans. Another nod and Paulo cupped her bottom and pulled her off the counter and onto the tile floor on top of him, still fully impaled.
Angelo followed them down drizzling champagne over the slope of her back, the bubbles cascading down to tickle and stimulate her anus. Before she could respond with more than a gasp, Paulo pulled her forward against his chest and there was another cascade of champagne against her back hole. This time when she gasped, Angelo went to work on it with his tongue, and then slid a finger inside the tight sphincter, massaging and caressing and rimming. She knew where this was heading, and as though the two men could sense her nerves, Angelo handed the bottle to Paulo, who offered it to her. She drank liberally, then handed it back, raising her ass as much as she could while still riding Paulo mercilessly against the tiles. Both men took a long draw on the bottle, then Liza felt another drizzle on her ass and Angelo scissored two fingers up into her. ‘Relax,’ he whispered against her neck. ‘You’re gonna love this.’ He pulled back just enough that she could hear him pouring champagne. First she felt it against her open hole and then onto his cock. The bubbles tickles and stimulated the sensitive anal tissue and she bucked and shivered and came again. It was that moment that Angelo chose to push his cock up into her tight asshole. The tickle, of fizz and the delicious feeling of being so well filled, along with the thrusting of Paulo beneath her overwhelmed her senses. The fact that her body was so full and the scent of the two men impaling her mixed with her own was so multifaceted catapulted her into an orgasm that threatened to break bones and bruise tender bits. Both men held her tightly and found a rhythm that kept her feeling as though her whole body effervesced just on the edge of another convulsion and another. With Paulo eating her mouth like it was candy and Angelo doing the same to her neck and shoulders, they all three came together. The raw cries of pleasure echoed off the bathroom walls and then muffled themselves against flesh, lips against breasts, against lips, against shoulders and bellies. It was an altered state. She was sure of it. Either that or they’d completely left the planet. Her mind stopped registering anything beyond pleasure and scent, beyond the fact that she was wrapped in the arms of two men who smelled so right, two good men who smelled as good as they really were. God, could it get any better? Then she came again. And again.
At some point there was a bath, then there was a very messy, very sexy meal, a good bit of which was eaten off each other’s bodies. Then there was a shower and then they did their best to destroy the mattress and the bedding before they all collapsed into a comatose sleep.
Dawn was just painting the room in shades of silver grey when Liza awoke sandwiched between Paulo and Angelo, who both held her to them possessively. They were both hard, and that realization made her pussy quiver with the anticipation of their awakening. But for a moment she simply lay there, breathing in the scent of desert lightning and evergreen and forest floor, and her own honey butter scent sharpened and deepened to blend. For the first time in her life she was thankful for her sensitive nose. It had kept her out of a lot of relationships, kept her on her own for a long time, but in the end it had guided her flawlessly to a perfect vocation and to a new life and new loves she would have never found if she hadn’t been willing to follow her nose.
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