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Rather than grab a fistful of my hair to assist in forcing me further down his dick, Kipp glides a hand along the side of my tit.

Uses his thumb to brush my nipple.

Teases it so that I have to buck off of his best friend’s cock faster and faster to feel more and more strokes.

Unfortunately for me, he abruptly abandons the delectable touches to skate his palm across my stomach in pursuit of my pussy.

Bracing myself for the strokes leads to me slowing down my bobbing yet when a loud, body shaking grumble escapes Nolan, I pick up the pace again. “Goddamn Kid, those are my balls.”

“Yes, Sir,” Kipp airily concedes at the same time he stretches them forward to aid in rubbing my clit, “they are.”

There’s no stopping every muscle in my system from swelling and both men instantly note the change in tandem with louder grunts.

“Our dirty little slut really likes that shit,” Sir notes from behind, dick diving deeper and deeper, practically rubbing my knees raw on every heavy pound. “Fuck…Fuck…” he grumbles and grips my ass tighter for more leverage, “Fuuucckkk…”

“Sounds like you like it, too, Sir.” Arrogance in Kipp’s tone is impossible to miss but easy to ignore due to him continuously grinding his best friend’s balls against the little nub that can’t take much more. “Admit it.” Sloppy, wet gagging noises from me are wedged in between demands. “Admit you fucking like me here.” Sweltering juices drench his dick. Trickle past where we’re connected to join the other male’s clutches. “Admit you want me to feel you fucking come.” Both cocks suddenly bulge warning me of how close we all are to the edge. “Admit you want me to make you fucking come.”

“Be a good little cum dumpster and take my fuckin’ load,” Nolan commands through gritted teeth.

Despite all our best efforts, no one can stop themselves from falling apart once those words hit the air.

Blazing bursts burn the length of my throat as scorching spurts splash against my pulsating muscles. Attempting to pull my head off results in Kipp pinning me in my place to choke down every last drop; however, his forceful lunge forward of me instantly has our mixture of cum spilling out onto his fingers.

The same fingers he then carefully removes.

“Put that shit in your mouth, Kid,” Sir gruffly growls while I guzzle down the last bit. “I wanna watch you both fucking swallow.”

Chapter 14

Nolan

It’s one thing getting hard for her.

It’s another thing getting hard for him.

But it’s a really fucked up thing getting hard-er because he’s hard for her.

That shit shouldn’t even be possible.

A lot like one woman being able to look this fucking good in anything she puts on.

Forfuckssake, this chick could wear a Twister themed moo moo paired with an oversized sombrero and baby vomit colored Ugg boots and I’d still be calling her beautiful and bargaining with her to suck my cock in the dressing room stall.

Which she won’t.

I asked.

Several. Times.

The Kid did too.

Still.

No go.

The thing she will do?

Flash us her beautiful round ass in the tiny little navy blue ass cheek panties she’s sporting.

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