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And now she was part of that team.

She felt Slater shudder and knew he was getting close. She pulled back, easing off his mouth and looking up with a smirk. "I want you to come inside my pussy, Daddy." She looked at Jackson. "You too, Daddy."

Mina watched as the men looked at each other.

"We tried that cute little mouth," Jackson said. "What do you say? See if we can stretch our little girl's pussy?"

"Brother, you read my mind," Slater replied with a cocky smirk.

Mina's whole body quaked as the men worked in unison to lift her off the floor and deposit her on the bed.

This was going to be fun.

CHAPTERTWENTY

“Daddies!” Mina cried.

Her whole body was still shaking as they plied it into position.

Jackson was lying in the center of the bed, on his back. Mina had been placed on top of him, but facing away, looking toward Slater.

Behind her, Jackson ran his hands up and down her chest, taking time to tweak her nipples and pinch ever so slightly, applying just the right amount of pressure.

“Your Daddies are going to split you, baby. You tell us if it hurts,” he said softly close to her ear.

She could feel his cock bumping against her skin.

She scrunched her neck and cooed, but that was about all she could do.

“Ohhh!” she cried as Slater spread her legs apart and helped lower her onto Jackson’s stiff, awaiting rod. He wasn’t even halfway in and already she was being stretched in ways she’d never been. Could she take both men at the same time?

There was only one way to find out, and the thought drove her insane with excitement.

“That’s it, good girl. Just like that,” Slater encouraged. “Your Daddies are so, so proud of you.”

She wanted to respond to the praise, but words escaped her, so a delighted moan was all she could manage.

“Now lean back,” Slater instructed. “As far as you can go.”

She did so, going until her back was nearly flattened atop Jackson. He managed to stay in, his shaft stabbing deeper, hitting new places and sending a wave of fresh sensations over her.

She gritted her teeth and steeled her body against the onslaught of pleasure that was threatening to overwhelm her. It was nearly overload, but she managed to stay conscious and in the moment—if only barely.

Once she was in position, she inhaled and kept the breath in her lungs as Slater climbed atop the bed and inched closer.

“Remember what Jackson told you. Tell us if it hurts too bad, darlin’. Your Daddies will go as slow as you need us to.”

She exhaled and then smiled. Again, she knew she was completely safe with the men. And the last thing she wanted was for them to go slow. Passion had seized her. A ravenous craving had her in a vise-grip. Now was not the time to pump the brakes. Yet she knew going too hard, too fast could be detrimental. So, as badly as she needed it, she still nodded and said, “Yes, Daddy.”

A moment later, her jaw fell slack and her eyelids fluttered wildly. Her body grew tense and rigid as the cowboy positioned himself.

It didn't take long for her to feel him pushing inside.

Oh shit! I have two cocks buried in me! Two. Fucking. Cocks.

Jackson's was already deep, but she could feel it getting wedged further in. He groaned and she imagined it felt good to feel the other man rubbing up against him.

Just like it had when they'd both been in her mouth, the thought drove her wild with desire. She might have gushed right then, but her pussy was sealed water-tight. Nothing was escaping.

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