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The late afternoon sun spills golden across the bed, soft and warm, like everything else in the room. Goldie, with her long platinum-blonde hair falling in loose waves over her shoulders, kneels between them first. She kisses Sophia slowly, tasting the faint sweetness of wine still on the brunette's full lips. Sophia's dark waves tumble down her back as she sighs into the kiss, fingers threading gently through Goldie's silky strands. Behind Sophia, Liam watches with quiet hunger, his golden curls catching the light as he strokes slow, soothing circles along Sophia's spine. Goldie breaks the kiss only to trail her mouth lower, lips brushing the delicate curve of Sophia's neck, then the soft swell of her breast. She takes a dark nipple between her lips, sucking tenderly, tongue swirling in lazy circles until Sophia arches and whispers her name like a secret. Liam moves in closer, pressing tender kisses along Sophia's shoulder while his hand slides down Goldie's back, tracing the elegant dip of her waist, the gentle flare of her hip. They shift like water finding its level. Sophia turns, guiding Liam down onto the pillows. His cock is already hard, curving up against his stomach, and Sophia smiles as she wraps her fingers around him, stroking once, twice, before lowering her mouth. She takes him in slowly, lips sliding down his length, tongue pressing flat against the underside in long, loving strokes. Liam groans softly, fingers tangling gently in her dark hair, not pushing, just holding, feeling every warm slide. Goldie watches for a moment, eyes heavy-lidded with desire, then crawls up beside them. She kisses Liam deeply while Sophia works him with her mouth, slow and worshipful. Goldie's hand joins Sophia's on Liam's thigh, their fingers brushing, intertwining like they've done this a hundred times. When Sophia pulls back with a soft, wet sound, Goldie immediately takes her place, lips wrapping around Liam's cock, tasting both him and the faint trace of Sophia still lingering there. She hums around him, soft and pleased, the vibration making him shiver. Sophia isn't idle. She moves behind Goldie now, kissing down the blonde's spine, hands spreading her thighs gently. Goldie moans around Liam as Sophia's tongue finds her, licking slow and deliberate from clit to entrance and back again. Sophia's hands knead Goldie's ass softly, spreading her open, licking deeper, savoring every tiny shudder that runs through the blonde's body. Liam sits up slightly, pulling Sophia up for a kiss, tasting Goldie on her lips now. They shift again, fluid and unhurried. Goldie lies back, legs falling open as Liam settles between them, kissing her inner thighs before burying his face in her pussy. His tongue is gentle, lapping slow circles around her clit while Sophia straddles Goldie's chest, leaning down to kiss her deeply. Goldie reaches up, cupping Sophia's breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples as Sophia rocks slowly against her stomach. Minutes blur into soft touches and shared breaths. They trade places endlessly, always gentle, always giving. Sophia on her back while Goldie licks her slowly, reverently, and Liam sucks softly on her breasts. Liam on his knees while both women take turns tasting him, lips meeting around his cock in soft, wet kisses. Goldie riding Liam's face while Sophia kisses him through her thighs, then Sophia riding his tongue while Goldie rides his cock slow and deep, all three moving together like they share one heartbeat. When they finally come, it's quiet and rolling. Sophia first, trembling against Goldie's mouth. Then Goldie, thighs clamped around Liam's head, crying out softly into Sophia's kiss. Liam last, pulled from Goldie's body at the final moment, both women kneeling to take him between their mouths, sharing him until he spills across their tongues with a broken groan. Afterward, they collapse in a warm tangle of limbs and soft laughter, kissing lazily, tasting each other on sweat-damp skin. The sun has dipped lower, painting them all in rose and gold. No rush. No roughness. Just slow, endless worship.