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“Don’t worry.” Rick’s voice was heavy. “You’ll get more, baby. So much more.”

He gave me more. Two fingers at least, and I sucked in my breath as they slid inside. He circled his knuckles, and I felt myself loosening, stretching, and it was dirty and fucking gorgeous.

Carl loosened his belt and I groaned.

“Yes,” I said. “Give it to me…”

I could only take the head and a bit. It was hard to fit him between my teeth, but I was getting better. I relaxed my jaw and he wrapped his fingers in my hair, held me tight as he thrust in further. He hit the back of my throat and I breathed through the gag reflex.

He groaned his pleasure.

“Relax,” he said. “Don’t fucking bite.”

I wondered what he was referring to, until Rick pulled his fingers from my ass. I felt empty andopen, and then I felt the thick head of him, pressing to my open hole.

Carl kept his cock in my mouth, and I squirmed a little, squeaked around his dick.

“I’ve been looking forward to this,” Rickgroaned, and then he pushed.

He pushed and grabbed at my hips and levered himself inside me as I tensed.

Oh my God, it was big. Oh my God, it was sore and tight and sharp. Oh my God, it felt so fucking good when he pushed all the way in.

I knew I loved anal. I fucking loved the way it felt.

I closed my eyes, sucked on Carl.

Squeaked again as Rick pulled out for another thrust.

“Your ass feels fucking divine,” he hissed. “Oh sweet fucking Christ.”

Carl’s dick twitched in my mouth. “Fuck her,” he said. “Fuck her, Rick, loosen that tight little hole.” His hands reached under me, slipped under my tits to pinch at my nipples.

He pushed into my throat until I retched.

“Good girl,” he rasped. “Suck me.”

I did suck. Sucked and moaned and writhed a little as Rick took my ass.

It hurt, and then it didn’t. It hurt until it didn’t hurt at all.

I spread my legs wider, pushed back at him, and he liked that.

“Fuck,” he laughed. “Fuck, Carl, look at oursweet little Katie. She’s fucking loving it in the ass.”

“Something you’ve both got in common,” he said, and his words made my clit tingle.

He pulled out of my mouth and I panted. “Harder,” I said. “Fuck me hard, Rick.”

“My fucking pleasure,” he groaned and slammed in all the way.

Carl stepped aside, and then he left us. My heart dropped to see him walk away, but Rick just picked up pace. He pressed his hand to the back of my neck, held me firm. “Fuck me with your asshole,” he hissed. “Work it.”

I wriggled my hips, bucked back at him, cried out as his fingers wrapped under my thigh to strum at my clit.

And then Carl came back, with one of those floor standing mirrors. He positioned it in front of me, checking out the view from my angle.

I saw Rick’s face, saw his smile, the lust there. It set me on fucking fire.

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