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I stayed face down on the bed for a few seconds, catching my breath, body still trembling from the overload.

Victor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Taste how full I left you, baby girl."

I sucked his finger clean without hesitation, moaning softly at the salty, musky mix. "More," I whispered. "I want both of you again. Harder this time."

Jamal chuckled low, stroking his length back to full hardness. It looked even longer now, curved and slick from my spit. "Greedy little thing. Flip over. I want to see your face while I fuck you."

They helped me turn onto my back and my legs fell open, pussy on full display for them, puffy lips parted, clit peeking out, Victor's cum slowly oozing out in thick white globs. Jamal climbed between my thighs, hooking my knees over his shoulders so I was folded almost in half. The position opened me completely, ass slightly off the bed.

Victor moved to the side, kneeling near my head. His cock was thick again, veins standing out, head shiny. He slapped it lightly against my cheek. "Keep that mouth busy while he stretches you."

Jamal rubbed his curved head through my messy folds, mixing fresh precum with the leaking cum. "This pussy's already so sloppy from Dad. Gonna feel even better now." He pushed in slow, inch by inch letting me feel every ridge, every vein as he filled me. The curve of him pressed against my front wall perfectly, dragging right over that sensitive spot. I gasped, back arching off the mattress.

"Fuck, she's still tight," Jamal groaned. "Even after you wrecked her."

He bottomed out, balls pressed to my ass, then held still for a second, letting me adjust to the new angle. I clenched around him instinctively, feeling the stretch burn in the best way.

Victor guided his cock back to my lips. "Open up, baby. Suck stepdad while your stepbrother fucks you slow."

I took him in, tongue swirling around the head, tasting the mix of cum and my own juices still on him. He didn't thrust yet, just fed it in and out gently, letting me savor it.

Jamal started moving slowly, deep rolls of his hips. Each thrust dragged his curved shaft along my g-spot, building pressure. Wet sounds filled the room again squelching every time he pushed in, soft pops when he pulled back almost all the way. My pussy gripped him, milking every inch. Slick and cum bubbled out around his base and dripping down to my ass crack and soaking the sheets further.

"Goddamn, look at her take it," Victor said, voice thick. "Pussy swallowing you whole. You like that curve hitting deep, don't you, slut?"

I moaned around his cock, nodding frantically. The dual sensations felt good with Jamal's slow grinding thrusts stretching me open and Victor's thick shaft sliding over my tongue, they had me trembling.

Jamal picked up speed gradually. Long strokes turned into harder snaps of his hips. Skin slapped louder. My tits bounced with every impact. He leaned forward, changing the angle even more, grinding his pubic bone against my clit on every downstroke.

"Fuck, she's squeezing me so tight," Jamal grunted. "Gonna make me cum too quick if she keeps that up."

Victor pulled out of my mouth, strings of spit connecting us and he stroked himself over my face. "Not yet. Flip her again, I want her riding you."

They lifted me like I weighed nothing. Jamal lay back on the bed, cock standing straight up, shiny and throbbing. I straddled him, knees on either side of his hips while Victor stayed close, hand on my lower back, guiding me down.

I sank onto Jamal slowly, feeling every inch again, the curve pressing forward inside me, hitting spots that made my eyes roll back. When I bottomed out, I ground my hips in circles, clit rubbing against his base. Pleasure sparked through me.

"Ride it," Jamal ordered. "Bounce on this dick. Show us how bad you want it."

I did. Lifted up until just the head remained, then dropped back down hard. The wet slap echoed. My pussy made obscene sucking noises every time I rose. Slick ran down his shaft, coating his balls. I rode faster, tits bouncing wildly and Jamal's hands gripped my hips, helping slam me down harder.

Victor moved behind me and pressed his body to my back, cock sliding between my ass cheeks. He reached around, pinched my nipples hard. "Look at you, bouncing like a good little whore. Pussy creaming all over your stepbrother's cock."

I moaned louder, head falling back against Victor's shoulder. "Harder. Fuck me harder."

Jamal thrust up to meet me now with sharp, upward snaps that made stars burst behind my eyes. Each one drove him deeper, the curve hitting that spot, my clit grounding against him with every drop. Pressure coiled tight again.

Victor slid one hand down between us, fingers finding my clit. Rubbed fast, rough circles. "Cum on him. Soak his dick. Then I'm gonna fill you again."

The combination broke me and I came screaming, my pussy clamping down hard on Jamal, walls fluttering wildly. A fresh gush squirted out around his cock, soaking his stomach and the bed.

Jamal groaned. "Fuck… gonna cum. Where do you want it?"

"Inside," I gasped. "Fill me. Both of you."

He slammed up one last time, burying deep and his cock pulsed with hot spurts flooding me, thick and forceful, mixing with Victor's earlier load. Overflow leaked out immediately, creamy and warm, running down his balls.

Victor pushed me forward so I was chest-to-chest with Jamal as Jamal’s cock popped out. He rubbed his cock through the mess between my thighs, coating himself. "My turn again."

He slid back in, easy now from how sloppy and stretched I was. The extra cum made everything slicker, wetter. He fucked me in short, hard thrusts while I stayed draped over Jamal, face buried in his neck.

"Take it," Victor grunted. "This pussy's so full already. Gonna add more."

He pounded faster. Sloppy, wet sounds everywhere. Cum bubbled out with every thrust and dripping onto Jamal's cock below me. My oversensitive walls fluttered around Victor, pulling him deeper.

Jamal reached down, rubbed my clit again. "One more, baby. Cum for us again."

I shattered a final time, body locking up, pussy spasming hard around Victor. He followed right after, slamming deep and unloading another thick load. Hot pulses filled me to overflowing, cum squirting out around his shaft in messy spurts.

He pulled out slowly and a flood followed. Thick, creamy mixture pouring from my gaping pussy, running down my thighs, soaking Jamal beneath me.

I collapsed between them, shaking, covered in sweat and cum, pussy throbbing with aftershocks.

Victor kissed my shoulder. "Good girl. Took us both so well."

Jamal stroked my back. "But we're not sending you to bed yet. Mom's gone till Sunday."

I smiled weakly, still catching my breath. "Good. Because I'm still not satisfied."

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