It’s 4:00 AM and I can’t rest.
Thoughts of them both, their bodies, and our sex dance through my mind, as reds, blues, and yellows from the TV cascade over my hungry girl cock.
I take myself in hand, imagining the two of them there with me. The smell of her hair, the warmth of his hands, and for a moment I swear I can actually feel the sensation of his cock pressed against my mine while her soft fingers and palms caress and stroke us both in tandem.
Pleasure crashes into me, my body jerks, colors fill the room, and I cum enough for us all.
I scoop what I can into my mouth, savoring the taste as it slides down my throat, then clean up the rest in my sleepy, happy, haze.
Finally, sleep finds me.