Page 49 of My Five Daddies

I turn around, heart pumping, excitement pouring through me. I want them to take me, I want all three to fuck me right now, but it’s driving me insane that they’re making mewait.

“You see that ass?” Chris asks. “Perfect andsmooth.”

“You’re right,” Will says. “Tooperfect.”

“Agreed,” Jordanadds.

“Who should do the honors?” Chrisasks.

“By all means, you should,” Willsays.

“I’d rather watch,” Jordanadds.

I look over my shoulder as the big man steps forward, a wicked smile on his lips. “Good. I was hoping you’d both agree.” He walks up behind me and puts one hand on my lower back, the other on my shoulder. He steers me over toward Will’s desk, kicks my legs out wide, and bends me over. He positions me gently, almost tenderly, hands flat on the desk, legsspread.

“Now, can you handle this?” he whispers in myear.

“I don’t know,” Iadmit.

His hand slaps down onto my ass. I gasp, surprised, and Chris smirks. “Tryagain.

“I can handle it,” Isay.

“Good girl.” He spanks me again, hard. The sound fills the room. “What do you thinks, boys?Harder?”

“Yes,” Willsays.

Chris slaps my ass again. I gasp, fingerscurling.

“Jordan?” Chris asks. “Harder?”

“Harder,” hesays.

He spanks me again, making megroan.

“Look at that, her perky little red ass,” Chrissays.

“I think she needs a hand,” Jordan says. I watch as he walks over to me. Chris steps aside, a smile on his face. “Stay very still,” he whispers in myear.

Jordan slides my panties off and kneels down behind me. He spreads my ass wipe and gently teases my pussy with his fingers. “Dripping wet,” he confirms, before he presses his lips and tongue against me, sucking and licking my pussy frombehind.

I groan as the pleasure and the tingling pain mix, sending chills down my spine. I grip my fingers deeper into the desk as his tongue slides along my ass and into my pussy, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me against hismouth.

“God damn, look at that ass,” Will says. “I’m hard just standing nearit.”

“And that bastard’s tongue is buried deep in her. Driving her insane,” Chrisreplies.

“Think we should just let it keep happening?” Willasks.

“Probably,” Chris says. “But I think she’s hadenough.”

Jordan pulls back, stopping the pleasure. I look over my shoulder, panting, needy for more. “What, we’re just teasing her?” heasks.

“For now,” Chris says. He walks up and Jordan steps aside. Chris’s thick, large fingers slide inside of me, making me gasp. “I think she’s readythough.”

“She’s definitely ready.” I watch as Jordan unbuttons his shirt, a smile on hisface.

Chris’s fingers pump in and out of my pussy. “Will? Think she’sready?”

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