Insatiable Cravings
They thrust alternately—one in as the other withdrew—filling me completely, cocks separated by only a thin wall.
'Our perfect little fucktoy,' Richard grunted, hands bruising my hips. Jake's fingers found my clit, rubbing furiously. The pressure exploded; I screamed, orgasming again, walls milking them both. Richard came next, flooding my pussy with hot spurts, while Jake held out, pulling free to paint my back with his load.
We slumped together, their bodies sandwiching mine, breaths ragged. 'You're ours, Delilah,' Jake whispered, kissing my shoulder. 'No one else's.'
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