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Authors: Cleo Peitsche
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cock, and he’s already hard.
“Open,” he says.
I open my mouth to accept the long, thick erection in his fist. He slowly pushes it past my lips, over my tongue. I love the softness of his skin, the rigidity of his shaft. I can taste him, a little tangy, and I can smell the combination of arousing scents: the woodsy soap he uses, the manly odor just underneath.
He pushes all the way in until my lips are wrapped around the base and his slightly cool sack rubs against my chin.
I hold my breath until he decides to pull back.
Almost immediately, his hand presses against the back of my head, urging me onto him. I’m soon taking him as deep as I can, so I don’t understand why he’s pushing for more… until I feel large hands on my waist, pulling me up. Then I realize he’s keeping my mouth anchored to his erection.
Whoever is behind me unzips my skirt and pulls it away. My panties disappear next, followed by my shirt and the travesty of a bra.
There’s the crinkle of a foil packet, and I wonder where the hell Romeo buys condoms big enough to fit him, if he has to get them special made.
A hard cock nudges my ass. Because I’m merely in agony but am not dying, I know it can’t be Romeo. That only leaves Hawthorne, who enjoys hurting me.
When I whimper, Slade shoves himself deeper down my throat, and Hawthorne rams himself into my rear.
My hands tighten into fists, and my toes curl as much as the fashionable high heels will allow. I can feel a vein hotly pulsing in my neck, and my face is so overheated that it feels like I’m being dangled upside down.
Hawthorne leans over me, his broad chest against my back while he pounds my ass with his cock.
Roughly, he grabs and mauls my breasts. My nipples still ache from earlier. Slade steps away, leaving my mouth empty, and Hawthorne hauls me up, impaling me deeper on his staff. He spreads his large hands under my thighs.
My stomach clenches as I try not to scream out.
He’s got me balanced in the air, my knees and legs spread wide. It’s… pretty obscene, which is saying a lot, considering that I’m in the middle of a good old-fashioned boss bang.
My nails dig into the backs of Hawthorne’s hands. It won’t do me any good if he decides to drop me, and I can’t prevent him from being so deep in my ass, but it sure makes me feel better.
As he thrusts, my breasts bounce.
Slade crouches between my spread knees, and I’m a little embarrassed. Then his mouth eagerly covers my empty pussy.
I don’t often receive oral sex. My bosses tend to focus on spanking and punishing me. This is a treat, all the nicer because it’s so rare.
Slade drags his tongue between my folds, then draws tight circles around my clit. I hover on the brink of an orgasm, and when he thrusts three fingers in me, stretching my hole, I come hard.
Even before my orgasm is over, Romeo bends and licks my clit. Slade’s fingers continue to pound into my pussy.
I come again. Romeo straightens, and Slade removes his fingers. His entire hand is wet from my dripping arousal. The distinct aroma of sex hangs in the air.
Romeo’s cock nudges between my folds, then shoves deep, claiming every millimeter of my pussy in one powerful thrust.
I cry out, and I’m shuddering in Hawthorne’s arms. He’s got me locked down tight. I’m not going anywhere.
He shifts me toward Romeo, and I’m trapped between two pairs of strong male arms. There’s no way for me to get away from the men when they’re in this state.
Like it’s choreographed, both men kneel at the same time. Hawthorne releases my legs. Then I’m tipping backward, and Hawthorne grunts as he straightens out flat on the floor.
Romeo continues fucking my pussy. His gorgeous face glistens with sweat, and he stares into my eyes so determinedly that I have to look away.
Slade is fisting his enormous erection, and he’s kneeling, too, pulling my head toward his hips, then violently shoving past my lips. His hand is
“Open,” he says.
I open my mouth to accept the long, thick erection in his fist. He slowly pushes it past my lips, over my tongue. I love the softness of his skin, the rigidity of his shaft. I can taste him, a little tangy, and I can smell the combination of arousing scents: the woodsy soap he uses, the manly odor just underneath.
He pushes all the way in until my lips are wrapped around the base and his slightly cool sack rubs against my chin.
I hold my breath until he decides to pull back.
Almost immediately, his hand presses against the back of my head, urging me onto him. I’m soon taking him as deep as I can, so I don’t understand why he’s pushing for more… until I feel large hands on my waist, pulling me up. Then I realize he’s keeping my mouth anchored to his erection.
Whoever is behind me unzips my skirt and pulls it away. My panties disappear next, followed by my shirt and the travesty of a bra.
There’s the crinkle of a foil packet, and I wonder where the hell Romeo buys condoms big enough to fit him, if he has to get them special made.
A hard cock nudges my ass. Because I’m merely in agony but am not dying, I know it can’t be Romeo. That only leaves Hawthorne, who enjoys hurting me.
When I whimper, Slade shoves himself deeper down my throat, and Hawthorne rams himself into my rear.
My hands tighten into fists, and my toes curl as much as the fashionable high heels will allow. I can feel a vein hotly pulsing in my neck, and my face is so overheated that it feels like I’m being dangled upside down.
Hawthorne leans over me, his broad chest against my back while he pounds my ass with his cock.
Roughly, he grabs and mauls my breasts. My nipples still ache from earlier. Slade steps away, leaving my mouth empty, and Hawthorne hauls me up, impaling me deeper on his staff. He spreads his large hands under my thighs.
My stomach clenches as I try not to scream out.
He’s got me balanced in the air, my knees and legs spread wide. It’s… pretty obscene, which is saying a lot, considering that I’m in the middle of a good old-fashioned boss bang.
My nails dig into the backs of Hawthorne’s hands. It won’t do me any good if he decides to drop me, and I can’t prevent him from being so deep in my ass, but it sure makes me feel better.
As he thrusts, my breasts bounce.
Slade crouches between my spread knees, and I’m a little embarrassed. Then his mouth eagerly covers my empty pussy.
I don’t often receive oral sex. My bosses tend to focus on spanking and punishing me. This is a treat, all the nicer because it’s so rare.
Slade drags his tongue between my folds, then draws tight circles around my clit. I hover on the brink of an orgasm, and when he thrusts three fingers in me, stretching my hole, I come hard.
Even before my orgasm is over, Romeo bends and licks my clit. Slade’s fingers continue to pound into my pussy.
I come again. Romeo straightens, and Slade removes his fingers. His entire hand is wet from my dripping arousal. The distinct aroma of sex hangs in the air.
Romeo’s cock nudges between my folds, then shoves deep, claiming every millimeter of my pussy in one powerful thrust.
I cry out, and I’m shuddering in Hawthorne’s arms. He’s got me locked down tight. I’m not going anywhere.
He shifts me toward Romeo, and I’m trapped between two pairs of strong male arms. There’s no way for me to get away from the men when they’re in this state.
Like it’s choreographed, both men kneel at the same time. Hawthorne releases my legs. Then I’m tipping backward, and Hawthorne grunts as he straightens out flat on the floor.
Romeo continues fucking my pussy. His gorgeous face glistens with sweat, and he stares into my eyes so determinedly that I have to look away.
Slade is fisting his enormous erection, and he’s kneeling, too, pulling my head toward his hips, then violently shoving past my lips. His hand is
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