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tongue deep inside Kola’s pussy and slipped a wet finger in her ass.
    As Kandy busied herself with Kola, Kola looked over at Mike-Mike with an inviting smile. She panted, feeling Kandy’s tongue skillfully digging into her, and then gestured for him to join in on the fun.
    Mike-Mike stood up and pulled off his shirt, revealing his hairy, tattooed chest. He moved closer to the ladies, unbuttoning his jeans, and removing his Timberlands. After taking a long pull from a cigarette, he put it out before taking a seat on the couch and removing his boxers.
    Kandy paused to gaze at Mike-Mike’s package. She wanted to see what he was working with and was really impressed.
    Mike-Mike leaned back with his arms across the couch in a dignified manner, his dick hard like a rock. He was big and long, and ready to fuck.
    Kandy leaned in for the action. She engulfed him whole, showing Mike-Mike her skill in sucking dick, deep-throating him while coiling the tip with her tongue and massaging his nuts. Kola joined in on the action, tea-bagging him from below.
    Mike-Mike had both ladies slobbering him down, as he closed his eyes, enjoying the treat. Soon, a Magnum was ripped open and rolled onto his thick size, and Kandy quickly straddled him. She jerked, clinging to his thick frame, gasping, and he fucked her like the beast he was.
    He then changed the condom and switched to Kola. He fucked her from the back, squeezing her neck and slapping her ass.
    The three went at it intensely. Kandy rode Mike-Mike like he was a stallion in a race, while Kola sat on his face and had her pussy eaten out.
    Kola squirmed and exhaled, clawing at his chest, feeling his tongue wiggle inside of her. She was about to come, and she let it be known. “Oh shit! Baby, I’m comin’,” she exclaimed, feeling her ass squeezed like it was a juicy fruit.
    Kandy rode his dick, feeling every inch of it travel farther inside her. Her legs quivered, and she bit down on her tongue as Mike-Mike thrust deep into her.
    “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh shit! Oh, big daddy! Oh shit!” Kandy cried out, feeling the urge to come all over his big, working dick.
    Mike worked Kola’s pussy deep like a coal miner and then felt her come all over his face. Spent, Kola rolled off his face like she was limp and hit the floor.
    Kandy was next. She twisted and turned and buried her manicured nails into Mike-Mike’s skin, feeling herself explode from the constant pounding he put her insides through.
    “Aaahhhh shit! Oh shit! Fuck!” Kandy screamed out as her body tensed up from the action, his dick roughing her pussy up.
    Kandy closed her eyes and came like she never had before. She felt the pulsation of Mike-Mike’s orgasm quaking inside of her like he was Mount St. Helens erupting. She collapsed on his chest and knew it was the best sex she’d ever had. The trio had gone at it for a half-hour.
    Before Kandy exited, Kola hit her up with a business proposition. “How would you like to have sex like that all the time?” she asked.
    “Shit. Y’all wicked wit’ it,” Kandy replied. “I might be down.”
    Kola smiled. “We gonna talk.”
    Kola saved Kandy’s number in her phone and promised to call her again when the time was right. She liked Kandy because she was a freak and down for whatever.
    Kandy was so satisfied and in awe of Mike-Mike’s performance, she was ready to pay him. But it was all part of Kola’s plan. Kola knew Mike-Mike was a beast in the pussy, and she didn’t mind sharing the dick for a profitable gain later on.

CHAPTER 4
    A pple was excited about Summer Jam. She had money for an outfit and to get her hair done, with enough spending money left over. She wasn’t thinking about Supreme or paying back the loan anytime soon. As far as she was concerned, Summer Jam and Cross were her main priorities. The money was in her hands, and she was going to have a good time with it. In her naïve mind it was an investment. Cross would see her looking hot at Summer Jam, wife her,