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His cock was thick, and it looked like it was about to explode. “What the hell are you thinking Sophie! This is your mother's man!” “You know what….” I started, “I was never here” I said and walked briskly towards the freezer, Milk wasn't an option right now, I need water. "Your mum and I.. haven't had sex in four months". Frank said behind me I slammed the fridge shut. Wow, the confession hit me hard. Who wouldn't want to ride that dick all day? I used to think that he had successfully stolen my mum and had her all to himself maybe because he fucks well, but turns out that's not the case.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

Maxwell followed suit, spilling his seed all over my lips and face. I collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, messy, wrecked, and dripping with cum. All my muscles and nerves felt sore, my pussy throbbing, my legs couldn't stop trembling with aftershocks. I had no idea, sex felt this good, shouldn't have waited till now. Just when I thought it was over, the brothers switched positions. Ethan slammed his lips against mine, hands fiddling with my breast while whispering into my ear, “This is just the beginning.”

He’s probably half a head taller than me, and his gaze is downright wolfish as he catches my eye in the glass. He reaches a hand between my legs and feels. “So wet,” he murmurs. “When was the last time you were fucked by someone in their twenties?” I exhale, my breath fogging the glass. “It’s been a minute.” He grins wickedly as he positions himself. “Good.” Then he thrusts. “Oh my god,” I moan. I’m so full as his cock pulses inside of me, filling every bit of me and then some. “There’s more, Kayla,” he says, pulling out and thrusting in again, going deeper this time.

Jax's cum dried in sticky trails across her tits, while Rico's load leaked slowly from her pussy, a warm trickle that made her thighs quiver every time she shifted. She felt alive, utterly unburdened. No feeling of guilt from Father Mike's sermons, and no shadows of convent vows chaining her down. This was freedom, raw, filthy, and all-consuming. Her pussy ached from the pounding, a delicious soreness that begged for more, and her ass clenched instinctively at Jax's earlier promise that insinuated that her ass was next. God, she wanted it. Wanted them to wreck her, stretch her, fill her until she shattered again and again.