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“Get this up my ass.”
I feel him draw breath to speak, but he still doesn’t.
“Good.” I tell him. “Don’t break your silence. You’re not out of jail yet.”
Even lubed up and ready, his cock is still a huge invasion. I’ll never get over how good it feels, but my ass will never get over how wrong it seems. Idly, I’m thinking those two things might be connected.
I’m groaning with a crossfire of pleasures as I reach forward for Carlo’s cock. While we lock in another kiss, I gesture with my fingers at his belt and his fly. Then I tug his shirt.
He nods and laughs inside my lips as he starts to undress.
Alessio is getting deeper in.
“Alessio. Get in. Hold me up.”
As the last of Carlo’s clothes fall to the floor, I tug Bruno’s hair. He stands, grinning, stepping back as Carlo moves in to take advantage of how hot and wet and open I am.
I thank Bruno and pull him to me for a kiss.
With a hand on Carlo’s shoulder, I jump my feet off the floor and my thighs into Alessio’s huge, strong hands. He has to bend his knees and lean back to keep in balance, as Carlo’s fabulous cock pushes in to fill me. Carlo hooks his rms under my knees and locks us together.
Bruno strokes my hair and breasts, and caresses my face and neck as he and I kiss. Tremors of splashing, shoreline breaker orgasms rumble and fall through me, front and back, and light me up all over inside.
I hug Carlo and Bruno to me, rocking my hips harder and faster against the slams of Carlo’s cock and the slaps of Alessio’s pelvis against my soft ass.
The stress of holding the position is starting to mess with my joy and ruin my concentration.
I tell Alessio, “Get down on the couch.”
Breathless, with my panties askew and I follow him, I want Carlo to come in my mouth and Bruno up in my pussy.
Alessio sprawls on the couch. I see his sad puppy, I-know-I’ve-been-bad look, but it will take more than that for me to forgive him. His fat, hard cock pointing striaght up will go some ways, though. Still with my back to him, I tip my hips to lower my ass back onto his pole.
The mess of feelings, sensations and emotions is no less now., but I beckon to Bruno and spread my legs, and I look into Carlo’s eyes and run my tongue, then the tip of my finger over my lips.
That’s brought my focus back to the job in hand.
As he slides his hefty cock into my dripping pussy, Bruno leans down to kiss and suck my tits.
From this position, Alessio rails his rod deeper and higher into me, splitting me wider. Bruno slams into me and I feel him, deep and high, scraping and cleaving through the parting in my quivering wet walls.
I reach for Carlo and pull his cock to my mouth.
Alessio holds my ass as I bounce and ride him, Bruno and Carlo tweaks and knead my tits as Bruno slices into me and Carlo pulses in my throat.
Quivers of tension, fluttering at first like distant waves, rising and falling but each time, coming closer. Larger. With more swell. Carlo thickens and his balls slap against my chin as Alessio’s hips slam into my ass.
Bruno is rolling into an impossible rhythm.
I claw in my hair. Scrape my nails on Alessio’s abs and his chest, I suck and bite on Carlo’s cock and my lips and my wings pulsate on the hot girth of Bruno‘s shaft.
In a cascade of shouts and slaps and sweat, our arms are fling and wrap all around each other. Carlo’s hot hydrant pumps enough thick, salty cum into my throat that the stickiness rims my mouth, even while my nose is jammed against his abs.
Bruno lets go with a hot blast of larva inside me. Alessio pumps a stream into my ass.
I rock, wild like I’m riding a bull, but my mind is lost and exploding in liquid pyrotechnics.
We fall into a wet huddle on the couch. I don’t know how long we doze like that before we start to lift our heads.
