And that was about all Addiction could take. She thrust hard down onto him, mouth open, a tight throbbing sensation as she came around him. Wylie felt her tighten and let out a groan, against Jelani's body, bucking hard upwards. He was momentarily distracted, gripping Jelani's ass, breathing against her soaked center.

Addiction trembled, rigid as she finished, still rocking against him, she was muttering something, cursing to herself.

"Hnn..." Wylie groaned, still trying to buck up into her. Yeah, he wasn't holding up well at all at this point.