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A shout of laughter rang out again.

“Study? Hardly honey. Can you imagine us in the library?” I asked, gesturing to my buds. “Nothing could make us sit still back then. No sweetheart, we got jobs. We got jobs doing anything that would pay for food and shelter, not to mention books and tuition. I started working construction, and then going to school at night. Tyler was an intern at some Mom and Pop accounting shop. And Kane,” I said, smirking at my friend. “Worked in the cafeteria. That’s why the food today is so good. This asshole started cooking twenty years ago.”

Katie’s eyes were wide, but the neurons were firing now.

“So that’s how you began your careers, isn’t it?” she asked slowly, gaze flitting between our big forms. “That’s how you got started in property development, right Mason? By doing construction, working with your hands. And Tyler’s a CFO now, working at some international accountancy, while Kane owns a chain of restaurants, head of a major food conglomerate. That’s how you did it, isn’t it?” she asks, tilting her head.

We nod.

“Sure thing, sweetheart. We began at the bottom, working with our hands. People want to think that there were silver chariots taking us to the top, but naw, honey. It was grit, hard work, and a lot of sweat the whole way.”

Katie nodded then, eyes wide, that pink pucker slightly open.

“Knowing this,” she says slowly, voice trailing off. “Knowing this, I think ….”

A sudden pause.

“Knowing this, what?” I asked teasingly. “Does it make you want to do construction or food preparation?”

“No!” she smiles at my jest. “It just …” her voice trails off once more.

“Spit it out, sweetheart,” growls Kane. “What is it?”

She smiles once more tremulously.

“It’s just that,” she says in a whisper. “It’s just that knowing this makes me love you more.”

A pause for a moment as her sentence sinks in. Because shit, the words hit the spot. This female is ours. Her heart, body and soul belong to us. And we need her, hard, fast and now, branding that curvy form so that she never forgets.

Like predators, we pounce, stripping off Katie’s clothes right at the dining room table.

“Oh!” she squeals, eyes wide and shocked. But her body tells a different story. Those big boobies bounce, pink nipples hard and aroused. And her slit’s already dripping, a smear of fragrant pussy fluid on those creamy thighs.

“Aw fuck, honey,” I breathe, inhaling deeply of that female musk. “Aw fuck fuck fuck.”

She trembles like a doe.

“I’m always like this around you,” the female confesses in a whisper. “My pussy’s always soft and gushy, it needs you.”

And shit, but who are we to say no? Because Katie’s getting it tonight, the three-way deep drill. There’s no way to stop the assault, no way to say no. She’s ours, and the female submits entirely.

“Yes,” she cries out as we lower her to the carpeted floor. “Yes, yes.”

The girl on her hands and knees, big boobies dangling and swaying beneath her narrow torso.

“Say it,” I grunt. “Say it, loud and clear.”

The brunette’s eyes are squeezed shut, but they open then, wide and giving.

“Yes,” she pants once more. “Yes, I need you. All of you.”

And moving in unison, we do it then. We plug all three of her holes with our cocks. Tyler slithers beneath that female form, seizing her mouth in a kiss while squeezing those giant tits. Then he fucks his cock upwards into her cunt so she’s riding him, spreading those sweet folds.

“Ahhh!” the female cries out. “Oh oh!”

But the squeals are muffled because at the same time, Kane’s pushing his fuckpole between that pink pout. So all that comes out is a helpless, “Mmmph, mmmph!” as the girl’s stuffed twice.

And shit, but there’s my job as well. Lining up behind that big white butt, I tease her asshole for a bit with the tip of my glans. Damn, my dick’s so wet already, the pre-cum running in a river from my hole. But it’s necessary, damn necessary, given what I’m about to do.

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