by Amo Jones
I gulped.
Bishop lowered my body onto his cock, his mouth coming to my breast where he sucked on my nipple. Then Nate’s cock pressed against the entrance of my ass again, his arm snaking around my stomach. I could still feel Cash’s cum sliding out and down my crack. I moaned, licking my lips.
Nate’s dick filled my ass, with Bishop owning my pussy. Being loaded by both of them was a fulfillment like no other. “You’re going to break me.”
“Then you better fucking hold on,” Bishop whispered in my ear. He thrust into me as Nate pounded from behind. We stayed like that for minutes. I moaned, and then bit down on Bishop’s lip as another orgasm exploded inside of me. Bishop slowly began laying down, and Nate unlatched. They all hovered with perfect fluid-like movements, like they had done this before. I was straddling Bishop now, riding him. Nate came up from behind me again, bent me at my waist until my hands flew to Bishop’s chest, keeping me upright. Nate’s cock sunk into my ass again. His hand came to my hair where he tugged on it roughly. He continued to pound into me. Brantley smashed my pussy, his mouth sucking on my tit until it pinched with pain.
“I’m—I’m…” Another orgasm ruptured through me. My muscles were severed. My eyes were shutting. Bishop’s hands came to my hips and Nate’s gripped my ass. They both hammered into me like a ragdoll until I felt them both empty inside of me. Filling me to the brink. I dropped onto Bishop’s chest, my breathing heavy. Nate withdrew from me, and I sucked in heavy breaths.
“Holy shit.”
