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I'm not the only one panting. My eyes aren't at all in focus, but I think Remi is thrusting against Justin’s ass.
Somehow, Justin has ended up completely naked. Which is such a Justin move.
Now Remi’s hands are moving in a downward motion, tightening his grip as he goes. If my milk were in, I'd be spraying all over them. As it is, a thick creamy substance beads at the tip of my nipple, and a drop slides down my breast.
Justin uses his tongue to lick it up, just barely scraping my tit. Electricity shoots up my spine.
Oh god. Oh, mother fucker.
"Suck them, please," I beg.
I bury my hands in both their hair and press their faces toward me.
Together they each draw a nipple into their mouth and take a firm pull. One tongue twirls, and one tongue flits, and I buck up off the table, my clit throbbing untouched.
"Harder."
Justin takes even more into his mouth, and Remi drops his grip on that breast to give him more room. Justin is always the rougher of the two. His teeth sink into the sensitive muscle.
I'm going to come, just from this.
My pussy is spasming around nothing, and my stomach clenches as the bottom of my orgasm builds.
"So close. I'm soooo close."
They're sucking picks up strength. I never knew it could feel like this. Like they're sucking my soul out through my chest.
"Touch my pussy. Pleeeeease."
A warm palm grips my thigh, but someone slaps it away.
"No!" Remi grunts with my tit between his teeth. "I want you to come just like this. You can do it. Show Daddy what a good girl you are, and come with your tits in our mouths."
Oh, sweet mother, he did NOT pull out the daddy dirty talk!
They suck harder, and it bleeds into pain which circles back to pleasure in a never-ending loop.
It comes over me in waves. Building and cresting. Remi glides his fingernails down my spine. Justin uses his hands to scoot me closer to the edge, which makes me try to grind my pussy against the counter. Anything to give me the release building like a tight wire in my belly.
"I'm so close. Don't stop. I need it. Please Justin. Please make me come. Make me come, Remi."
They do, and when they do, I seem to float outside my body. My toes curl, and my thighs clench, and I feel iridescent as my pussy spasms without ever being touched. It’s…amazing. My chest is singing in relief rather than howling in discomfort.
My head is loose on my shoulders when Justin starts chanting.
“Upupupupup.”
Hands fist my ass and lift. Another set wiggles down my shorts. With firm but gentle touches, my back meets the coolness of the counter. I squeal, then moan, the cold just another sensation that turns me on. My thighs are spread, my hips are tilted, my feet are placed on the marble, and a tongue is on my clit.
One finger, two, I don't know how many.
"Color?" Justin growls.
"Green!"
It's easier to come when you have all those feel-good hormones singing through your brain but without the already overstimulation on your clit.
There's a slurping noise that is nowhere in time with the licks against my pussy, so lord only knows what's going on under the counter.
