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Even as I start to pull off my comfy hooded top, Turner’s strong hands are taking it from me to help. I took my bra off after I got home, so my breasts bounce out. Roark climbs up on my other side, drawing one of my nipples into his mouth. Gasping, I lift his heavy cock to suck on its tip.
“Fuck, baby girl, I haven’t even touched myself in way too damn long. I don’t want to blow in your mouth,” Roark confesses.
I look up at him, wide-eyed, moaning as Turner’s tongue piercing flicks my nipple.
Turner stops teasing me to pull my leggings off, forcing me to fly back and Ror to pop out of my mouth.
“I was busy,” I smirk, looking up at them.
“Yes, you were, brat,” Turner says, shaking his head. “Neither of us have touched ourselves or each other. This is gonna be hard, fast, and dirty… you up for that?”
I shiver, my nipples hard as diamonds. I’m more than up for that. I drop my legs open and Roark and Turner stare at my glistening pussy.
“Touch yourself. We won’t go anywhere near you, until you make yourself come,” Roark growls.
“Yes, sir,” I breathe, as my right hand skates down my side.
Roark grunts, his hand tugging and stroking his pierced cock.
“Little Valkyrie, you’re playing with fire. I want you to make yourself squirt now,” he says.
Turner chuckles, licking his hand before wrapping it around his dick.
I sigh, dipping three fingers deep inside of my pussy. I’m so worked up, it won’t take long to come.
I squeeze and play with my breast, pulling and twisting my nipple as I finger fuck myself.
“That’s it baby,” Turner rumbles as his eyes watch me. His hand tugs on each piercing as he strokes himself and I moan. They’re both so fucking beautiful.
Roark breathes hard as he squeezes the tip of his cock hard, staving off his orgasm.
“Harder,” he grunts. “I need you to come, so I can fuck your weeping pussy, Lenny.”
I smirk, twisting my nipple hard enough to make myself shudder, riding the line between pain and pleasure before releasing it to roll my clit with my fingers. Both hands are working to make myself obey his command, my feet flat on the bed, as I push myself closer to my goal.
“So fucking close,” Turner coos, grabbing my knees, and pushing them open until they almost touch the mattress.
“Fuck, fuck, more,” I gasp, unable to form words as my thighs start to tremble.
“You’re so pretty, fucking your pink, wet pussy for us,” Turner continues, and I can feel my walls start to flutter.
Whimpering, I strain to push more of my fingers inside of me, but something is missing.
“Baby, do you need help?” Roark asks, his eyes on me.
“No… I can, do it,” I gasp, tears leaking from my eyes because I’m so damn close.
“But you don’t have to,” he murmurs, immediately moving towards me. “Use me instead.”
Roark taps my hand, and I pull my fingers out. He grabs it, sucking on my fingers, groaning as his eyes roll as it’s the best damn thing he’s ever tasted.
“You always taste like vanilla cream to me,” Ror says as he pops my fingers out of his mouth.
He pushes three fingers inside of me and I feel so much fuller. Lazily pumping them, he begins to twist his fingers.
“Fuck, god, yes,” I whimper, gathering my wetness from my core to rub my clit furiously. The lazy, intense pressure continues to build as Roark fucks me with his fingers until I cry out, rewarding us both with a pussy shower.
“Damn, so beautiful,” Turner groans. He pulls me up as Roark removes his fingers, lapping and sucking on them, chasing every drop. “Come sit on my face so I can make you scream again.”
