as he ground his hips into me.
Pulling my mouth from his, “please...” I whimpered quietly in his ear.
He pulled away from me, his eyes hungry and devilish.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me, Jackson...I want you inside me.” I whispered, barely getting the words out.
He pulled away farther, his hair falling around his face as he looked down at me.
“Say it louder, Dixie. Say it loud enough for Trigger to hear.”
Trigger. I hadn't forgotten about him, but I had been so overwhelmed by Jackson's delicious mouth that I simply hadn't been able to think about him. But he had been right there watching the whole time. My pussy spasmed at the sound of his name.
“Fuck me, Jackson! I need your cock. I want you inside me while Trigger watches you fuck me. Please. Please!” I said it loudly, looking at them both, the yearning filling my eyes.
Jackson smiled down at me and Trigger tipped his head to me.
“My pleasure, Dixie. Fuck her hard, Jackson.”
Jackson pulled back, lining up his huge cock with my waiting, slick pussy and sank into me in one smooth thrust. My head fell back, his fullness overtaking every ounce of my being as he began sliding into me, slowly at first, and then quickening his long, hard thrusts until he was hammering into me quickly and roughly. I wrapped my legs around him tightly, holding on for the ride. My hands clawed at his rippling back, and I thrust my hips to meet his powerful hardness.
When I opened my eyes, I gasped in pleasure as I saw the mirror overhead. Each time Jackson sunk his cock into me, his ass clenched and moved with such grace and deliberation, it was poetic. The mirror only served to turn me on even more and my pussy clenched onto him, quivering around him tightly as I watched him fuck me.
My gaze traveled over to Trigger and I smiled when I saw that he had taken off his clothes and was now sitting in the chair stroking his massive hard cock. His black eyes were intense and full of animalistic passion as he watched Jackson's cock disappear into my wet pussy. I had a feeling it wouldn't be long before he was joining us on the bed. I licked my lips as I watched his cock throb in his hand.
Jackson pushed into me roughly as he began kissing my neck. I moaned against him, his flesh covered in a silky sheen of sweat as he pounded me from above. He captured my lips in his as he kissed me deeply again.
Pulling back, he pulled out of me, grabbed my curvy hips and turned me over, sinking his hard cock into me again from behind. Holding on to my swaying hips, he began pounding me with raw abandon and strength, causing me to hold on to the wooden headboard of his bed and submit to his delicious assault. His fingers dug into my soft flesh as he fucked me savagely.
My body was on fire with unbridled passion and I melted into the bed, opening myself up to his vicious and delightful needs, letting him use my flesh in whatever beastly ways he desired. And I loved it. He brought me to the edge over and over, sensing with expert intuition when I was close to going over it and pulling back and stopping me every time. I had almost given up trying to find any release, happy to enjoy the journey without any hope of a destination, when I felt movement beside me.
Trigger.
His cock was a beautiful specimen of thick, throbbing manhood and when I looked next to me and saw it standing at attention inches from my face, I opened my mouth eagerly. His soft flesh caressed my lips and traveled over my tongue, at once both hard and soft, rough and delicate. I twirled my tongue around his shaft, his faint musk filling my senses as I tasted him. Slowly fucking my mouth, his hands pulled my head into him, his hips thrusting against me.
The moans of both men swirled above me as they used my body, filling me up with their masculinity, hammering into me faster
Pulling my mouth from his, “please...” I whimpered quietly in his ear.
He pulled away from me, his eyes hungry and devilish.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me, Jackson...I want you inside me.” I whispered, barely getting the words out.
He pulled away farther, his hair falling around his face as he looked down at me.
“Say it louder, Dixie. Say it loud enough for Trigger to hear.”
Trigger. I hadn't forgotten about him, but I had been so overwhelmed by Jackson's delicious mouth that I simply hadn't been able to think about him. But he had been right there watching the whole time. My pussy spasmed at the sound of his name.
“Fuck me, Jackson! I need your cock. I want you inside me while Trigger watches you fuck me. Please. Please!” I said it loudly, looking at them both, the yearning filling my eyes.
Jackson smiled down at me and Trigger tipped his head to me.
“My pleasure, Dixie. Fuck her hard, Jackson.”
Jackson pulled back, lining up his huge cock with my waiting, slick pussy and sank into me in one smooth thrust. My head fell back, his fullness overtaking every ounce of my being as he began sliding into me, slowly at first, and then quickening his long, hard thrusts until he was hammering into me quickly and roughly. I wrapped my legs around him tightly, holding on for the ride. My hands clawed at his rippling back, and I thrust my hips to meet his powerful hardness.
When I opened my eyes, I gasped in pleasure as I saw the mirror overhead. Each time Jackson sunk his cock into me, his ass clenched and moved with such grace and deliberation, it was poetic. The mirror only served to turn me on even more and my pussy clenched onto him, quivering around him tightly as I watched him fuck me.
My gaze traveled over to Trigger and I smiled when I saw that he had taken off his clothes and was now sitting in the chair stroking his massive hard cock. His black eyes were intense and full of animalistic passion as he watched Jackson's cock disappear into my wet pussy. I had a feeling it wouldn't be long before he was joining us on the bed. I licked my lips as I watched his cock throb in his hand.
Jackson pushed into me roughly as he began kissing my neck. I moaned against him, his flesh covered in a silky sheen of sweat as he pounded me from above. He captured my lips in his as he kissed me deeply again.
Pulling back, he pulled out of me, grabbed my curvy hips and turned me over, sinking his hard cock into me again from behind. Holding on to my swaying hips, he began pounding me with raw abandon and strength, causing me to hold on to the wooden headboard of his bed and submit to his delicious assault. His fingers dug into my soft flesh as he fucked me savagely.
My body was on fire with unbridled passion and I melted into the bed, opening myself up to his vicious and delightful needs, letting him use my flesh in whatever beastly ways he desired. And I loved it. He brought me to the edge over and over, sensing with expert intuition when I was close to going over it and pulling back and stopping me every time. I had almost given up trying to find any release, happy to enjoy the journey without any hope of a destination, when I felt movement beside me.
Trigger.
His cock was a beautiful specimen of thick, throbbing manhood and when I looked next to me and saw it standing at attention inches from my face, I opened my mouth eagerly. His soft flesh caressed my lips and traveled over my tongue, at once both hard and soft, rough and delicate. I twirled my tongue around his shaft, his faint musk filling my senses as I tasted him. Slowly fucking my mouth, his hands pulled my head into him, his hips thrusting against me.
The moans of both men swirled above me as they used my body, filling me up with their masculinity, hammering into me faster
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