Shawnacy sat Brock up against the headstand. 

     She straddled and grabbed both sides of his head to look him full in the eyes, and her eyes said, I love you, Brock, I love you, I love you. I love you as a friend, and, at this moment, I love you as a lover, just as Brock had always dreamed she might look at him one day.

      Noel explored every part of Estelle's body just as he had Shawnacy's before, as he did, she continued to suck his dick. 

     And all four of them stayed pressed tightly together. It was like they couldn't get enough of each other within the azure glow.

     Noel felt himself start to cum again, and, as he did, he sensed, no, he knew, that the others neared climaxes as well.

     Love. Fuck. Love. Fuck. Love. Love. Love.

     For all four of them...

     at once. 

     And it wasn't like any of them had individual climaxes so much as they had the same climax.

     It was like a blue thunderclap slammed into them all.

     And it was a climax that lasted, too. Estelle and Shawnacy writhed out every last morsel of their orgasms with theirs hips and toes.

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