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stand his ground against his mom. She never had liked him riding a motorcycle, had forbid him to own one when he lived at home. “It would do it some good to go on a long trip. And it’s easier on gas than the truck.”
    That night they curled together in bed and made love. Nevvie straddled Tyler and kissed him, rubbing herself along his stiff shaft.
    He rested his hands on her hips. “You know what I love, pet.”
    Thomas grabbed Tyler’s hands and slid them down to her ass. “You know what I want too, don’t you?” He held a bottle of lube.
    She wiggled her ass as Tyler spread her cheeks. “I sure do. Why don’t you get busy?”
    Thomas froze for a moment, then softly said, “Dammit, you know what that does to me!”
    He slicked his shaft then gently worked lube into her. She impaled herself on Tyler with a satisfied moan as Thomas gently pressed his cockhead against her tight ring of muscle.
    “You ready for it, baby girl?” he softly asked.
    She wiggled her hips at him again. “You’d better believe it.”
    He carefully pressed home and held still for a moment, letting her get used to him. He caressed her back as Tyler moved his hands to her hips. “You okay?” Tom asked her.
    “Mmm hmm!”
    Tyler snickered. “I suspect she’s more than okay.”
    Nevvie rolled her hips, drawing soft moans from both men. “Don’t keep me hanging, boys.”
    Once he was fully seated inside her, Thomas pulled her up against his chest and played with her nipples. Tyler stroked her clit. The feeling…amazing. This wasn’t something they did all the time, but when they did she never failed to enjoy it. Something about the way their two large cocks stretched and filled her added an extra measure to her orgasm.
    “Look at me, love,” Tyler whispered.
    She did.
    “You’re so beautiful like this, with both of us inside you. You enjoy this, don’t you?”
    She nodded, not trusting her voice. She wanted to loudly moan but couldn’t make too much noise with Peggy in the house.
    “I want you to come for us, angel. Give it to us, let us feel you squeezing our cocks.”
    Thomas gently nipped her shoulder as his fingers tweaked her nipples into hard peaks. “Do it, babe,” he coaxed. “You know we love feeling you come.”
    Between the men’s persistent fingers and gentle encouragements, within minutes she felt the familiar explosion start deep within her. Unable to keep her eyes open she threw her head back against Tom’s shoulder as he kissed her, muffling her moans while Tyler relentlessly stroked her clit.
    She finished, gasping for breath. Thomas lowered her to Tyler’s chest. He grabbed her hips and slowly fucked her. “Dammit, sugar,” he said, “you’re so good.”
    Nevvie tried to help but felt too exhausted. Tyler cradled her against him and thrust into her from below.
    “I’m close, Ty,” Tom hoarsely said.
    “Go ahead, love.”
    With a final groan he buried himself deep inside her as he came. He leaned over, gasping for breath, and kissed her between her shoulders. “You okay, sweetie?”
    “Oh yeah.”
    He carefully withdrew and walked into the bathroom. A moment later he returned with a damp washcloth for Nevvie. “You’re a slowpoke, Ty,” he teased.
    “I didn’t know this was a race.” He rolled her over and kissed her as he lifted her legs to his shoulders. “You don’t mind if I take my time, do you, angel?”
    Nevvie stroked his arms. “Of course not.”
    Thomas knelt behind Tyler and Nevvie wondered what he was doing until Tyler jumped, then laughed. “Ah, you’re cheating again.”
    Thomas didn’t respond. Nevvie could easily imagine what he was doing as Tyler’s eyes closed and the pace of his thrusts increased, grew more jerky. After a few moments he gasped, softly crying out as he buried his cock deep inside Nevvie when he came.
    He carefully lowered her legs and curled next to her. Thomas stretched out on Tyler’s other side.
    “How was that, buddy?” Thomas asked.
    Tyler