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Jagger and Knox get in front of me, claiming my mouth with their lips first, then their cocks as I’m bent forward. I suck them hard, hungry for more. Diesel’s tongue brings me closer to the edge. I’ve got Jagger so deep down my throat I can barely breathe when Diesel presses his tongue to my clit while suckling it hard at the same time.

“Ahh!” I manage with a mouthful as I come hard.

White stars burst in my eyes as I quiver and suck the tip of Knox’s cock until he pulls back with a gasp.

“Not yet, baby, I’m not done with you,” he hisses, gripping the swollen head to stop himself from coming. Good grief, this is too fucking hot.

And the fact that I can’t touch them irritates and exhilarates me at the same time.

They have full control over me.

Coming down from my haze, I shudder as they guide me to the sofa.

“As per your request,” Jagger grins and sits on the top, while Knox gets comfortable just below him. Diesel helps me climb on top of Knox, while Jagger offers me his cock—so big and thick and swollen, he’s going to burst soon enough.

My heart skips beat after beat as I brace myself for what’s coming.

I’m wet and hot enough to take it.

Slowly, I slide down and let my pussy swallow Knox’s whole cock, moaning softly.

“You’re fucking perfect,” Diesel says, joining him inside me from behind.

At the same time, Jagger fills my mouth.

I’m so stretched, so fucking full.

So fucking ready for this.

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Diesel

I’m buried deep inside Robyn, so is Knox. Jagger’s down her throat, while her hands are bound. I’ve got a prime view of her glorious, plump ass, her creamy skin and soft curves making my blood sing. Her long, dark hair flows down her back and over her shoulders in a curly cascade, and her pussy is so slick, so hot, it’s heavenly.

“Oh, God,” Robyn’s guttural cry is perfectly synchronized with a clench.

“She’s coming again,” Knox warns, grinning like a demon as he digs his fingers into her hips and forces her to move.

“Fuck,” I hiss as I thrust into her.

I don’t want this to end. There’s no point in a life without Robyn—I see it clearly now, and it both scares and excites the hell out of me.

“That’s a good girl,” Knox growls as he plants his heels into the floor and starts driving into her. Harder and faster, making her full breasts bounce.

I bring my hand around her hips. I find her clit glazed and engorged, and I feel her tightening around me. She’s about to come again, and I am going to help her because I want to join her.

My mind is completely blank.

“That’s it!” Jagger gasps and grabs her by the back of the head. “FUCK!” He shoots his load down her throat, and she drinks him whole.

I’m next, grunting like a beast as I release myself. I fill her with my seed, letting the heat move from my body to hers. Every thrust is like a breath of fresh air, every move building up to this endless bliss.

I hold her tight as Knox joins us, pumping her full of him.

“You were fucking made for us,” he says, holding on to her hips as he gives her everything he’s got. I feel him pulsating inside her. I feel her pussy clenching, her orgasm rumbling through and dissolving into a honey-like afterglow.

I plant a kiss on Robyn’s bare shoulder. “We can’t un-ring this bell now, darling,” I tell her.

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