Page 577 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“How you gonna do that?”
I stood up and unzipped my dress. The black and white material fell to the floor, leaving me in nothing but gloves, stockings, and heels.
Both guys looked so excited.
“Who fuck me first?” I asked.
“Me,” they both said. But the original guard made the first move, so my pussy was his. One of his hands went to my hips as the other bent me over. His stiff cock bounced against my ass and then he guided it into me.
Inch by inch.
Deeper and deeper.
Yes, I’d just been fucked by Ghostie a few hours ago. But each cock was so different. Ghostie was thick and veiny. But this guy was smooth and a little curved. And much gentler. It was almost like a massage for my insides. And like any proper massage, it came with a side of cock in my mouth.
It didn’t take long for the men to get into a rhythm where one pulled me one direction, and then the other pulled me the opposite way.
There was nothing better than sliding back and forth on two thick cocks. Actually, that wasn’t true. I could have had one in each hand. And maybe one in my ass like Karma had done earlier. God, she was such an awesome single girl. I needed to find more recruits like her!
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride for a little while. But my eyes shot open after an extra hard thrust. His balls bouncing against my clit had nearly sent me over the edge.
“Oh God,” I moaned around the new guard’s cock.
He hooked his arms under my legs and pulled me off the ground. I shifted forward and the other guard’s cock went entirely down my throat. And then the guy behind me thrust and wentsodeep.
Every muscle in my body shook as I orgasmed. If I hadn’t been fucking flying between the two cocks I probably would have fallen over.
“Oh shit,” said the guy behind me. “I think I just made her come.”
“Does that mean it’s time to switch?”
I didn’t really care what they did. I just wanted more.
They set me down and walked around me. While I waited for them to be inside me again, I caught a glimpse of Slavanka on the screen.
Holy shit, girl!
Slavanka had one guard in a headlock. And then she kicked another one in the face. The third guard tried to punch her, but she did a backflip just in time to get out of the way. The guard’s punch connected with his friend rather than Slavanka.
I could practically hear Russian music playing in the background as Slavanka did some sort of spinning move that looked more like dancing than combat. Although the guards probably wouldn’t agree, because the spin ended with both of them getting throat punched.
And then the fight was over.
She pulled a whip out of her bodice and tied them all together, and then she finally went over and got ready to put the flash drive into one of the servers.
Which meant Ghostie was about to get access to all the cameras. Including the one focused on me getting railed by two guards.
That was fun, but after the great dick he’d given me this morning, I wanted to do something extra special for him.
“I make mess earlier,” I said to the guards. “Now you both make mess on me?”
I didn’t wait for them to respond. I just got on my knees and started stroking both of them on either side of my face.
“I’m in,” said Ghostie into my earpiece. “Looping footage now.”
One by one, the screens blinked and reverted to how they’d looked two hours ago. Before we’d arrived and started sneaking around.
First Esme disappeared from the hallway outside the penthouse. Then the server room feed blinked. The guards who had been tied up just a moment ago suddenly appeared to all be back on patrol.
