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“God, your mouth feels so fucking perfect,” he groans.

When hands grip my ass and a hot tongue laps at my pussy, I shamelessly moan. “I’ve been aching for my turn to taste this pretty little cunt,” Weston growls then starts to feast on my pussy.

Whimpering, a gush of arousal slips from me, making him rumble in approval. His tongue is fucking magical.

I do my best to work Wyatt over, bobbing my head, sucking and licking. He seems to really enjoy what I’m doing, as he curses and moans, his grip on my hair controlling my movements now.

I’m so close to cumming as Weston fucks me with his tongue then sucks on my clit, but just as my legs start to shake, he moveshis mouth away. I’m about to curse him out when I feel the press of his cock against my entrance.

“Shhh.” He runs his hand up and down my spine. “Be a good girl and keep sucking and take my cock like this needy, dripping pussy wants.”

My eyes roll back and I cry out around Wyatt’s cock as Weston pushes his thick length inside me.

He stretches me, the sensation not painful but pleasurable.

“Fuck!” he grunts.

“Your pussy is strangling me, Emma. You're gonna make a fool out of me because, baby, I don’t think I’m gonna be able to last too long. Feels too damn good.”

“You should feel her mouth, brother, so fucking perfect. She knows how to work that tempting tongue of hers, too,” Wyatt groans.

Weston starts to fuck me, every thrust of his hips, every time his cock is buried deep inside me, the fire in my belly grows bigger and more intense.

I feel stuffed, filled to the brim with their cocks, my body humming happily.

Knowing that I’m going to finally cum by the hands of someone who isn’t me has me dripping down Weston’s cock.

My eyes flick up to Wyatt, finding him watching me. He’s biting his lower lip, lids heavy as his chest rises and falls quickly.

“Keep going, baby,” he grunts, thrusting up into my mouth.

I gag, my eyes watering as my jaw aches. They’re both so damn big, but I love it.

“You're doing so good. So fucking good,” he groans and the praise has me sucking harder.

The truck starts to rock as Weston thrusts into me harder. “I could fucking live in this pussy,” he grunts, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the air around us.

I feel like I’m going to burst, my mind reeling, my body on fire. And when Weston reaches between my legs and starts to play with my clit, I nearly collapse to the truck bed.

Moaning, I work Wyatt over faster, matching his control. “Shit!” he hisses as my teeth scrape along his dick as Weston hits my sweet spot.

“You like that, Red?” Weston growls. “Does my cock hit you perfectly?”

I try to nod but it’s hard with a mouth full of cock.

“Good. Knowing your pussy loves to be filled by me has my fucking balls aching, Red. If only you could see how fucking hot it is watching this cunt swallow my fat cock.”

His words bring me closer and closer to my release. “You like when we talk to you like this, don’t you?” Weston chuckles, working my clit faster.

“Do you like being our dirty girl, Emma?” Wyatt asks, cupping my cheek with his free hand. “Do you love choking on my cock while your cunt chokes Weston's?”

“Yes,” I try to cry out. So much.

Closing my eyes, I breathe heavily through my nose, focusing on that pressure building. I’m so fucking close.

I let go, letting the two of them bring me to new heights of euphoria. And when I can't take anymore, I’m free falling over the edge.

My body locks up as I scream around Wyatt’s cock, sobbing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into me.