“I don’t need to,” Colt says. “I get enough love from Julianna.”
He looks quizzical for a second and looks at Ethan.
“Why the fuck do we keep talking about her like we’re doing a fucking bio, bro?” Colt asks.
Ethan thinks for a second. He tries to figure out what to say, but he can’t either.
Both of them look to me, and I smile. I know the truth, but I’m not telling them. Especially because it’s so much fun keeping this one secret. For now.
“Do you want to keep talking about Alexis?” I ask them, taking a step forward and bringing my hands to my sides and running them up my body. “Or do you want blowjobs.”
As if there was any doubt to the answer, both men turn towards me and their eyes take on a hungry look.
I smile. I do keep them satisfied. I know this. Ever have sex so much that you’re sore the next day? Well, by the time I’m done with Ethan and Colt, they can barely walk.
“You guys know about the Dirty Lil Angels?” I ask, taking a few steps closer to them. “That place is the fucking shit,” Colt says. “But you can also find her regular profile page too.
“Right, but I usually follow her on Twitter,” Ethan says.
Colt snorts. “That’s because you’re an idiot.”
“I think you never go on Twitter, Colt,” Ethan says with an exasperated sigh. “Because you’d never be able to say anything in less than 140 words – never mind 140 characters.”
“Whatever,” Colt says, unable to respond.
I smile. I love watching the banter between the two. But sometimes I need to exercise some discipline.
“You’re talking about her again,” I say sternly. “Do you want to invite her?”
Colt shakes his head. I can’t blame him. They can both feel the desire coming from my body.
Because right now, I’m hungry.
And I’m feeling naughtier than usual.
I smile and advance towards Ethan, pulling him by the hand until he’s standing next to Colt.
Their eyes tell me they know what’s coming, but I can still see the excitement by the way they look at me.
I give them a sinful grin and reach over and pull up my shirt, throwing it to the floor.
“Oops,” I say to them. “I’ve gotten your room a bit dirty.”
Ethan smiles and places his hand on my breast, kneading my flesh. I shudder at his touch as Colt unfastens my bra.
“Not as dirty as we’re about to get it, babe.”
I smile and run my hands under their shirts down both men’s solid abs. I stop when I get to their belt buckles and I take a few seconds each to undo them, dropping their pants to the floor.
I sink to my knees as they both lower their boxer briefs, exposing two 12-inch cocks in front of me.
I grin and open my mouth and take in Colt. He tastes divine.
With my other hand, I jerk Ethan’s hard cock and bring it in to join Colt’s in my mouth.
Both men shudder and close their eyes. Colt draws Ethan closer and the two share a kiss as I begin to bob my head on both cocks.
Yes, this room is going to get very, very dirty.