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behind and he cupped her breasts. She could feel his cock swelling against her buttocks. Don cupped her face and merged his lips with hers. As his tongue glided into her mouth, Cal nuzzled the side of her neck at the base, sending tingles through her.
    She sighed. "Oh, God, you two are so sexy."
    Their bodies moved against her in time to the music. Her head in a spin, she clung to Don’s shoulders as Cal kneaded her breasts.
    "Oh, yeah. I want to feel your mouths on me. Both of them."
    Cal drew her backwards, then she found herself sitting on the couch, both men crouching in front of her. First Cal covered her left nipple, then Don her right one. They both sucked deeply and she moaned at the exquisite sharp pleasure spiking right to her vagina. She clenched her intimate muscles, longing for a hard, hot shaft inside her.
    Cal’s fingers glided over her mound, then found her slit. His fingers slid over the slickness then pushed inside. Don’s hand slid between her legs, too, and his fingers joined Cal’s inside.
    She leaned back as they sucked her nipples and stroked her vagina. She arched at the intense pleasure.
    "Oh, God, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come again."
    Cal grinned at her. "Bring it on, sweetheart." He kissed her lips, then captured her nipple again, sucking harder.
    She stroked her fingers through his short, dark hair. As Cal continued to suck, Don slipped downward and kissed her navel, then pressed her legs apart and licked her clit, while both their fingers moved inside her. Joyful sensations spiraled through her, swelling and building until she gasped in orgasm. Cal’s lips glided upward until they caressed her neck. She pulled him tight against her as she rode the wave of pleasure. Finally, she lay panting on the couch.
    "She’s all finished and I still have a hard cock," Don said.
    "Me, too." Cal winked at her. "But I’m sure we can just ignore them and go to sleep."
    Becca smiled and reached for the tall, solid erections in front of her, and grasped one in each hand. "No way. I wouldn’t want to waste something so beautiful."
    She drew them closer and licked the tip of Don’s cockhead. Then Cal’s. The long members twitched in her hands. She took Cal’s cock in her mouth and glided up and down, then moved to Don’s and licked his shaft, then wrapped her lips around it.
    Cal pulled her to her feet. "Okay, sweetheart, now let’s show you some real teamwork."
    Don cupped her shoulders and guided her behind the couch, then leaned her over it. Her stomach rested on the back of the couch.
    "Spread your legs wider, honey," Don said behind her as Cal stroked her breasts.
    Don’s hands glided over her ass, then his fingers slid between her legs and along her slippery slit.
    She almost jumped when she felt something soft and warm nestle against her opening. Don’s tongue. He licked her slit, then leaned her over more. Cal stroked her breasts more vigorously as he watched Cal behind her.
    Don’s fingers slid inside her slit and he stroked. Then he moved away and she heard him tear open a condom packet. A moment later, she felt his big cock press against her. He pushed her down more and nudged her legs wider, then he slowly slid inside her, his big, hard cock stroking her vagina. She squeezed around him and he groaned, but he glided out. She felt his big cockhead press against her back opening.
    "You ready for this?" Don asked.
    She pushed her ass tighter against him, aching for the feel of his hard cock inside.
    "I’m way past ready."
    He eased forward, his big cockhead stretching her. She relaxed and pushed her muscles to allow him entry. He continued forward, filling her with his big cock. Slowly. Deeper. Until he filled her all the way.
    With his hands on her hips, he held her tight against him. She squeezed her muscles around his big, hard shaft.
    "Okay, now we’re going to turn around." He eased her back, then turned them around slowly, his cock still embedded in her. He leaned against