“No, Sir,” she said, tilting her head and rubbing the hard button between her legs.
“Do you want to ask for my permission now?”
“No, Sir,” she replied, grinning.
“Sounds like someone wants to be punished,” Blake pointed out.
“Oh she’ll get her punishment all right,” Grant said, smacking his lips and eyeing those pretty, glistening pussy folds. “Only the punishment she’ll get tonight probably isn’t the one she had in mind.”
Blake grinned then, too, reading his thoughts, apparently. He straddled her right thigh. Grant towered over the left.
“I think a double stuffing is in order. Maybe if she has both of us stroking her, she won’t be so quick to backtalk in the future,” Grant said.
“I won’t count on that,” Blake said, gripping his cock tightly. Layers of skin rolled over layers as he worked his dick in and out of his hand.
They penetrated her then, sliding in together. Their cocks naturally spread her pussy lips as they impaled her as one.
“Oh fucking glory!” she screamed, her body stretching to accommodate two rigid cocks at the same time.
They locked onto one another’s arms as they plunged inside her, pushing their cocks inside her hot cunt, riding her as they reached for the other side of pleasure.
“That’s it, baby,” Blake said, his nails biting into Grant’s flesh as he latched onto his bottom lip and fucked her. “Hang on. Don’t try to move. Let us do the work.”
Grant pursed his lips and focused on her small tits. What he’d give to have enough mobility right then to lean down and tantalize one of her tender nipples. Unfortunately, with Blake to his right, there was only so much he could do in this position. He wanted Morgan to enjoy the experience. If he jolted forward, he might rip her in two.
Morgan sighed as her body seemed to finally accept the invasion. She began bucking under them, rising and falling as she thrust her hips forward, rolling with the rhythm, riding out the tide.
Blake and Grant entered her together, their cocks rubbing against one another as they fucked her. “That’s it, easy does it, sub-muffin,” Grant crooned. “Damn, I’ve never felt a hotter pussy.”
“I hope not,” Morgan said quietly, her voice indicative of a woman already on the outskirts of an intense orgasm. “God help me, I can’t wait.”
Under normal circumstances, Grant might have shown her how she could and would wait for his signal, but the truth was, if he held back, he might be left behind. Blake had already established a new pace, pounding into Morgan’s tight pussy like he was afraid her hot little snatch would soon be closed to visitors.
“Oh yes,” she whispered, biting down on her forefinger.
“Come, Morgan!” Blake screamed, his hand falling against her mound as he spanked her pussy.
“Ouch!” she screamed, gasping as they rode her, writhing under them as they pounded harder, fucked her like they were mad at her.
“Good God, I’ve missed this!” Grant exclaimed, falling back and ramming forward, fighting Blake for his place, trying to go deeper, stroke higher.
“Now! Oh God, now!” she screamed, her body milking them as they sank deeper and deeper.
Blake reared back and struck her pussy again, his dick tapping and tapping as he worked for his release. Grant surged forward, burying his penis balls-deep as he stroked her.
“Blake! Grant! Help me!” she screamed, tremors overtaking her as she shook with the orgasm washing over her.
Blake shuddered and Grant jerked. Morgan lay listless and still.
“Are you all right?” Grant asked, kissing her lips as he pulled out and deserted her.
“I’m perfect,” she promised.
“I’ve never had better,” Grant told her, stroking her face. “But I will.”
She frowned, studying his face. “Explain that please, Sir.”
Grant winked. “You’ll have to wait and see, Morgan. Your life is about to change and each day you’ll feel stronger, sexier, and more alive. Wait and see, by the time we’re through with you, you’ll think you’ve died and gone to heaven.”