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I can’t believe my luck.

I should pinch myself because this really is like a dream. In my fantasies, we’ve done all of this before, and more. The reality, though? It’s so much better than I could have possibly imagined. They taste better, look better, hell – they fucking smell better than I ever dreamed.

And now I’m wet.

And we’re playing.

And anything could happen now.

When Wilson lays me down on the carpeted floor, he considers me for a long moment. He looks at me and just lets his eyes roam my body. I feel naughty and excited: aroused and wanted. Needed. Wanted.

I feel more desired than I ever have in my life. Somehow, when Reece and Wilson look at me, I don’t feel dirty or bad. I just feel perfect. I love being the center of their attention. Usually, under scrutiny, I crack. Like a flower that receives too much sun, I wilt under that sort of pressure. With them, though, it doesn’t feel bad.

With them, it feels like it’s supposed to be this way.

“She’s still aroused,” he says, and his eyes flash another color: green, maybe.

“Of course, she is. She’s only come once,” Reece chuckles.

“I think she needs another one before she’ll be ready for us.”

“Oh, I agree,” Reece says.

I both love and hate how they’re talking about me like I’m not even here. I mostly love it, though. They’re talking about all of the things they’re going to do to me, and I am completely and totally fine with that. I’m at their mercy now: no more topping from me tonight. As much as I want to boss these boys around, I want to see what they’ve got planned even more.

They make me curious, and I get the feeling that left to their own devices, both Wilson and Reece can be very dirty indeed.

“I want her,” Wilson says.

“I can’t wait to slide my cock into her,” Reece agrees.

“She’s going to look so damn good with us inside of her.”

I’m filled with desire, with excitement.

I want it, too.

I want all of this.

Everything.

“Please,” I whisper, and they both look at me together.

“Oh, she’s begging,” Wilson whispers.

“How interesting,” Reece agrees.

My pussy clenches, aching, and I can feel my own wetness on my thighs. That’s how turned on I am right now. It’s something I don’t think I’ve ever experienced before. I don’t even know what to do with all of these feelings and emotions.

Suddenly, I know that I’m in trouble.

Big trouble.

They haven’t even gotten inside of me yet and already I’m begging them for more. Maybe it’s because I know they have more to give or perhaps it’s just because it’s, uh, well, it’s been awhile. Either way, I need them. I know that I need them.

And I’m absolutely, totally, completely not above begging if it means I’m going to get exactly what I want.

What I want is for them to take me over and over again in different ways. I want us all to come. I want us to laugh and to lick and suck and touch and rub. I want to forget about everything that exists outside of this room.


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