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“Yeah, it’s so pretty,” Tara said as she began to push the tip into me.

It was so big all of her prep felt like it didn’t matter. There was no ease your way into it Tara here today either, she continued to apply pressure until she was bottomed out inside of me, her pelvis to mine.

“Tara, please,” I begged.

“What puppy, what do you need?”

“I need you to fuck me. Hard. Please.”

I knew she was trying to let me adjust, but I didn't want that. I liked the slight pain that came with being a little less prepped.

Granting my request she pulled out almost to the tip but sank back down just as slowly, making me feel every inch.

“Just like that. Fuck our puppy,” Charlie said. He was no longer laid back guy I knew in my day to day, but the second halfof this torturous duo looking to draw out every ounce of pleasure they could manage.

And I couldn’t even be mad about it.

Tara quickly picked up the pace, rutting into me without abandon. “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” I cried, knowing I was close.

“Go on, come. You did such a good job today, I want you to come for me.”

It was always like her words were a trigger for me, like my body was wired to follow her every command. Ropes of come shot from my cock untouched as she kept her pace, never letting up even as I fell face first into the bed.

It felt like an eternity had passed when I finally settled, the waves of pleasure subsiding. I fell into my own puddle of cum, sliding off of Tara’s cock.

She leaned down and kissed the top of my head. “Good boy.”

Maybe I was a puppy, because if I had a tail, I would have been wagging right now.

“Worth the 2k?” Tara asked as she stood, going to where Charlie still was at the desk.

“You tell me?” He held up his cum-coated hand. And fuck was it a lot. “All over my desk too.”

Tara hummed in delight. “I’m glad it was such a good show.”

I closed my eyes, still listening to them talk, but just allowing myself to fully relax.

“I was thinking,” Charlie continued. “I wanted to take a trip down to the coast. It would be fun to get away.”

“That does sound fun!” Tara said. “We’re totally down, right?”

I could hear her voice turn towards me. I gave an affirmative hum, unable to use words.

They both laughed. “I think you broke them,” Charlie said.

“It’s okay. Nothing a little bath can’t fix. But text me the trip details and we’ll update our stream schedules. And I can ask Eva to watch Inky.”

“Sounds good, talk to you soon.”

There was this weird pause before they hung up, like there was some unspoken… something that passed between them, but I wasn’t sure what.

I didn’t have much time to think about it though, when she turned around all my focus was back on her.

“Ready for a bath?”

“Only if you carry me.”

The wind whippedmy hair around my face as we drove down the coast. The waves of the beach were so close I could hear them over the music, and could smell the salt of the air.

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