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“Our wife.”

She gave herself over to them, and they in turn made love to her. Their cocks worked in and out of her body with a gentleness she instinctively knew cost them everything because she could feel them holding back, not wanting to hurt her overly much her first time.

She knew they were not going to go this slow the next time, and she couldn’t wait.

But for now, she hovered in that wondrous state where she could feel them move inside her. She memorized their cocks and their veins and knew that, blindfolded, she would be able to tell them apart. But all she wanted was them together inside her.

Her breath quickened as their shafts grew thicker and harder. She pushed herself against them, catching the deep, powerful rumbles of their bodies, knowing they were going to fill her up with their cum.

She basked with excitement and contentment as hot lashings of their essence spilled into her. The feeling was so unbelievably sublime that she answered them with her own orgasm, sealing in their branding and their ownership of her.

She was lulled down and held possessively, but soon thoughts of Lindsay popped into her head.

Oh god, she hoped Lindsay was okay. There was no way of contacting her, and she wished there was because she could tell her that her brothers didn’t care as much about the bottle of scotch as she thought they did. But worse, how was she going to tell her best friend that she slept with her three brothers? That she had been in love with them for as long as she could remember.

But first, she had to get to Lindsay before she arrived at the holiday cabin of Shaw Farley, Chris Olsen, and Rhys Morgan. But just like her life changed in a second, Andrea felt the same about Lindsay.

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