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I moan as I shove more of myself into her mouth.

“Fuck, she can’t breathe, can she?” someone asks. And it’s that that makes me shoot my lemony load into her.

She swallows all of my cum, and I pull out of her mouth, feeling better than I ever have.

JOSIE

He tastes like lemonade. My lemonade. And I couldn’t getenough of it. Of him. “I need more. I need to be filled. Someone fill me up.”

“Not yet,” Adrian says.

“Well, I don’t have to fill her cunt up, but her ass is mine,” Cole growls. “Are you ready to take three hammers, Josie?”

I lick my lips and say, “More than you can imagine.”

CHAPTER 6

COLE

I’ve wantedthis ass for a long time. A long. Fucking. Time. She has the perfect little bubble butt that looks great in Daisy Dukes. Her legs are toned, but as her thighs make their way up to her ass, I see dimples and know that once I turn this girl around on her stomach, I’m going to see the finest ass in existence.

“Mitch, get on the bed and place Josie in between your claws.”

“Will do.”

Mitch lies back on the bed and pulls Josie on top of him. He makes sure her clit is well taken care of as I look at that perfect ass. It’s big and round, and her waist is tiny, leading up to her amazing rack, which is currently in Mitch’s face. I want to taste her tits next, but first, I want to shove my handle into her ass and fill her with my cum.

I place my hand on her ass and ask, “Do you like ass play, Josie?”

“I … I don’t know. I’ve never done that before.”

My palm shifts into a mallet, and I slam it gently but firmly onto her ass cheek. She cries out. “Don’t lie to me. You may havenever had a cock in it, but this ass has been used before. By you, I presume.”

“I … I have a vibrating butt plug.”

“Fuck yeah, you do,” I growl.

My mallet palm glides through her soaking wet pussy, and she hisses as the cold metal touches her skin. “Fuck me.”

“Oh, I’ll get to that, but first. Let’s get you wet and ready.”

JOSIE

Cole’s mallet hand is cool and hard to the touch. It slammed onto my ass. Not hard enough to break me, but I know I’ll have a round bruise there tomorrow. Though I hope tomorrow never comes.

He pushes what they called “slick” over to my asshole. I thought it was just my pussy juices—something I have a lot of, which would gross my husband out all the time since there was, as he said, “barely any friction for him.”

“Fuck, you’re so wet. I want to taste it,” he says. “But first, I want this ass.”

He teases my back hole with his hammerhead, and I try not to panic as he circles the area. He presses the head inside gently, and I tense up. But I’m so overwhelmed with feelings I don’t know what to do.

My pussy is clenching around nothing and feels like it’s going to be a quivering mess while my clit starts leaking more of my juices.

“Mmmm, so tight. I can’t wait to break you in.” Cole growls.

“F-Fuck,” I mutter as I start to slide my body against Mitch’s claws.

I feel Cole’s hammer handle tease my back hole. There’s a tip to it that feels almost like a hard kind of dick head. It pushes slowly inside me, and my breath catches.

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