Page 35 of Kylan

“Fill him with your cock, baby,” Leon said. “Plug him right back up.”

With a drizzle of cool lube and the sound of Marek’s zipper, he gave no warning, no preamble. Just gripped my hips and sunk his glorious cock into me.

All the fucking way.

Balls deep, in one push.

Yelping, I gripped the sofa, the cushions, trying to pull away from the intrusion. “Daddy, daddy,” I cried.

“Take his cock, boy,” Leon said. “I know you can take it. Just like that. Grip him harder, baby. Hold that arse on your cock. That’s so fucking hot.”

Marek let out a wild groan, impaling me with every fucking inch and no remorse. “This slutty boy,” he hissed. “Teasing me with this skirt. He knows how much I like it. Wore it just to tempt me.”

“Fuck him hard,” Leon urged him. “Bury that load deep.”

I cried out as he began to fuck me, arching my back as I clawed at the sofa. Marek’s thrusts were hard and sharp and so fucking deep.

So fucking perfect.

“Can you see me fucking him?” Marek asked, voice tight.

“Yeah, baby. So turned on right now. You’re gonna make me come.”

I looked over my shoulder, seeing the screen. Leon was pumping his cock, getting off on watching us.

It filled me with pride, and god help me, it turned me on. “Oh daddy, fuck yes.”

The need for release was too hard to ignore. I let go ofthe sofa and began stroking my cock, and pleasure, sharp and blinding, shot through me.

I came hard, crying out, and Marek slammed into me, driving my orgasm higher. He roared as he came, his cock spilling his seed deep, deep inside me.

Every pulse, every spurt, every grunt and groan.

It was heaven.

The room spun and Marek’s hold on me, my hips, my back, became tender circles, gentle touches. He was panting, and Leon was too. I looked at the camera, seeing his spent cock and stripes of come across his belly and chest.

“Thank you, daddy,” I whispered. “Both of you.”

Leon’s face, smiling back at me, proud as hell. “That was so good. I should go away more often.”

“No,” I cried. “No, daddy.”

Leon moaned contentedly. “Marek, my love, are you okay?”

Marek chuckled and slowly pulled out of me. “I’m so fucking good right now.”

“Yes, you are,” Leon purred.

Marek inspected my hole, showing Leon. “Look at this. Needs your load, baby.”

“Soon.”

Then, surprising us all, the doorbell rang.

I straightened up and Marek laughed as he fell back onto the sofa. “That’d be the pizza.” He tapped my arse cheek. “Fix your skirt and go answer the door, princess. But take your panties off. I wanna see my come run down your leg when you do.”

I pulled my panties down, giving Leon a pretty view,and ran to the door, enjoying the feeling of no underwear, the skirt on my sensitive dick. “Coming,” I called, and I heard Marek chuckle.

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