Page 41 of Big Daddy Bull Riders

“Well, there’s nothing old fashioned about what I have in mind,” Slater said, stepping around a corner.

Mina burst into laughter at the sight of him clad in only a strategically placed cowboy hat.

“Hey, laughter isn’t a good sign when a feller takes his clothes off for a lady,” Slater said.

“Daddy, I’m not laughing at you,” she explained. “It’s just… your hat! It’s stuck on your… you know.” She pointed.

Slater smirked, his eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Well, like I said, what I have in mind isn’t old fashioned, but I still hold to those traditional values I was raised with. Like you always tip your hat to a lady.” With that, he removed the Stetson to reveal his protruding, erect cock, bowed his head slightly, then hung the hat back on his pole.

This drew a laugh from Jackson, too.

Slater studied them for a few seconds before saying, “Hey, now. Why am I the only one naked?”

“You won’t be for long,” Jackson said, moving closer to Mina. “In fact, you read my mind.”

Mina eyed the men suspiciously. “I thought we were going to walk around town and shop.”

It was Jackson who answered. “I love antiques and boutiques and the soaps and candles as much as the next guy. But…” He reached for her, took hold of her waist, and pulled her in closer.

“You don’t like any of those things,” Mina guessed.

He laughed. “I’d gladly look at them all with you. But first…”

“Mmm,” is all Mina could respond as Jackson started kissing a trail down her neck.

Behind her, she felt Slater’s naked body press against hers. A moment later, his lips were kissing the other side of her neck.

Her panties grew damp as excitement began to swirl in her core.

Yep, she thought.

The shops can definitely wait.

CHAPTERNINETEEN

Mina drew in a sharp breath and held it for a moment as she stared at the gigantic cocks that hung mere inches from her.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with the very naked Jackson and Slater standing before her.

Her clothes were lying in a heap on the floor, as were theirs. She’d thought of draping them nicely over a chair or something, but there hadn’t been time for that. Once the guys had started kissing her neck, things had just escalated from there. Now, a wrinkled outfit was the furthest thing from her mind.

“What I want to know, sweet girl,” Slater said, “is if you can fit both of your Daddies in that cute little mouth at once.”

Mina giggled as she reached out with both hands. She didn’t start by taking hold of their shafts, instead choosing to cup their testicles and squeeze both men gently. She grinned wider at the moans this elicited. Looking up at them through the top of her eyes, she said, “There’s only one way to find out, Daddies.”

She parted her lips wide and inched forward, taking in Slater’s veiny rod first. Already, she was struggling with its girth. She adjusted and accepted more. A muffled coo escaped the sides of her mouth as the cowboy raked his fingers through her hair.

“Good girl,” he encouraged. “Now, open wider. Let’s fit Jackson in here, sweetie.”

She wasn’t sure she could. His pulsating steel was already filling her, but a ravenous hunger consumed her. She wanted more. So, she was an obedient girl and did as Daddy had instructed.

Reaching out, she took hold of Jackson’s shaft and guided it toward her.

“Damn,” he grunted. “Mmm.”

She tried to open even wider, but it quickly became evident that there was no way she was fitting the length and width of the combined rods in her mouth at once. So, she pulled back a little and just held them for a moment, keeping them pressed against each other side by side, enjoying the sight of them mingling.

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