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I cry out. “Arsehole.”

Tyler soothes me. “It’s okay, baby.” Warm palms caress either side of my backside. “Hold still while I get inside you.” Tyler’s voice is deep and strained. He hums as his finger glides between my arse cheeks. The air around me stirs. “Have you had a cock in your little arse before?”

Donnie flexes inside me.

“Once,” I moan and roll.

Tyler hums. Two fingers slide down, scissoring where Donnie fills me, collecting my juices. A wet trail moves upwards until he touches my flexing ring of muscles.

My eyes widen.

A chuckle leaves from behind Donnie’s mask. “Get on all fours.” His voice is dangerous. “Stick your arse in the air. Let my brother see your hole open and suck his cock deep.”

The filthy words only make me moan.

Panting, I drop my elbows to bracket Donnie’s head, bringing me close to him. His hands move up my sides. A blush hits my face. Up to my heavy breasts, he massages the outer swell and groans.

Dipping, he feeds himself one of my nipples, lathering it with his tongue. The mask causes friction and pinches, adding to my over-stimulated breasts. I whimper. He goes wild, filling the room with sucking sounds as he gorges on my flesh.

Tyler’s cock meets my backside with a slap. The wet, hot crown slides up and down my thick crease.

Up and down.

My head spins.

Breath bated.

As Tyler lathers his length, I meet Donnie’s intense gaze through his mask, so close that I can see him properly for the first time. His irises have flecks of light blue and green. The shared eye contact makes me want to know him, but the mask serves its purpose—detachment.

My hips rock on his cock.

Tyler presses through my rim.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Fisting the sheets, I inhale steadily with each shallow thrust. Inch by inch, breath by breath, he defiles my tight hole.

He strokes the side of my plump cheek soothingly. “Your arse will look so pretty when you push my cum out, baby, and it slides between your creases.”

I groan, synchronising the roll of my hips on Donnie’s throbbing cock with the invasion behind me.

When Tyler’s balls touch me, my arse full, I boil up from my ears to my temples, to my fucking marrow. He’s too thick, so thick it burns, but the pain causes my pussy to weep all over Donnie.

“I’m so full,” I whimper.

After a heavy moment of pause, the boys let me adjust, and my arse relaxes into the stretch.

Tyler’s humming takes on a louder cadence, the rise in volume foreshadowing as he drags out, and I scream.

Then he’s sliding in again.

“Fuck,” he groans, pawing at my round backside.

“Squeeze us, Pup. I know you’re desperate for what’s inside,” Donnie hisses, his cock stroking a bundle of nerves in my pussy as he joins his brother’s push and pull of my body.

“God.” I fist the pillow.

Tyler stays deep, with short, meaningful thrusts, stirring my hips and breathing wildly. He has filled me in a way that curls my toes against the sheets.

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