My 3 Rockstar Bosses

Trent pushed her legs open. “Damn. You're so wet, baby. That sweet pussy of yours is dripping enough to take all our dicks at once.” He rubbed her clit with a calloused thumb and Katy jerked hard, mouth open and whimpering.

“Give it all to me,” she cried. “Fuck me. I want all of you in there at the same time. Use my body to make yourselves feel good.”

She opened herself up wide and Trent fe

ll on her juicing hole. A starving man would have been less sloppy. He slurped and licked her snatch as Mason stroked her back hole with his fingers. Then, our animalistic drummer slid a finger in again.

Katy’s eyes squeezed shut, drying out in pleasure. “More! More, Mason! Yes, I want you in my ass!”

Mason would fulfill her request. Back door was his nirvana, especially with such a beauty.

“Ah, Christ, Katy...”

Yet he still took his time.

“More, Mason. Please,” she whimpered and shoved her bottom back at him, breathily. “Touch me back there. I want it.”

Oh shit.

I grabbed my dripping meat and swiped the wet head over her open and panting lips, teasing her with it. She moaned and chased my manhood, tongue poking out to get a taste of the fat mushroom head. I moved it every time her mouth got closer. It was a bit of a game to see how much she would beg.

“Nick! I want your cock! Give it to me! Stop teasing. Please!”

Who could resist a hot begging slut? Not me. Not when it was my baby girl.

Sweet Katy.

Growling with lust, I grabbed my dick and slowly pushed it into her mouth.

“Hmmmmm!” Katy mumbled, cheeks bulging. The bodacious girl was sucking and licking, obviously starving for it. Pre-cum and spit dripped from the sides of her mouth.

She panted around my meat and guided it deeper, eyes closing in ecstasy. The head bumped into the back of her throat again and again. My eyes rolled up in the back of my head.

“Fuck, Katy!”

My hand gripped her hair and I shoved deeper into her mouth.

It was pure pleasure.

Fuck. It just feels so damn good.

I wanted her throat. All of it. Still, I stopped myself. Even with everything we’d done, she wasn’t ready for a throat fucking yet.

Nevertheless, the eighteen-year-old didn’t seem to know that. It was almost like our princess was trying to prove me wrong. Moaning like a woman in paradise, she grabbed my cock and fed it deeper into her mouth.

So good. God in heaven.

Then she let go and latched onto my hips, her fingernails digging into my skin. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve thought none of this was new to her. Moaning loud and desperate, she grabbed me hard and throated my cock.

It felt good as hell, but she wasn’t ready.

“Katy?”

She gagged a little on my cock but kept going. Her throat closed up. The head of my fuck rod was in a state of pure bliss.

“Fuck!”

My dick swelled up twice as big, twice as hard.