Page 42 of Big Daddy Bull Riders

Inching her mouth forward, she licked Jackson’s tip and collected the dab of pre-cum that had collected there. She swirled her tongue around, and he groaned again as she felt his body tighten.

She moved her lips to Slater’s awaiting cock and did the same. His reaction was much the same as Jackson’s, and it was evident that both men were primed and ready.

So was Mina.

An idea hit her. She couldn’t receive their full length. But she could take the tips. At least, she thought she could. Even that would stretch her oral skills, but she was willing to try.

Opening her mouth as wide as possible, she pushed the two poles together, figuring the best strategy was to cram them in at the same time rather than starting with one and then trying to accept the other.

She gurgled and coughed as the thick heads slid in, but she managed to take them even as tears momentarily clouded her vision. Reaching up again, taking one man in each hand, she played with their ripe, full sacks and bobbed her head slowly. Going very far wasn’t an option, but just that little movement had them moaning softly in delight.

Mina assumed it also felt good to be pressed against each other like that, imagining each man felt the other’s ridges and veins.

That thought caused her to grow wetter. The desire that started in her core was now radiating throughout her entire body, and she could feel it tingling even in her fingertips and toes.

When both men lightly grabbed the side of her head—Slater’s hand on her left and Jackson’s on her right—she nearly lost it.

Apparently, they did, too, because copious amounts of pre-cum seeped from both cocks, rocking her tastebuds.

She continued orally massaging the heavy weights, her own breathing growing more and more ragged.

It was Slater who made the first move.

Taking her by the back of the head, he held her firmly and began thrusting, pushing his dick deeper into her mouth while Jackson withdrew, saving her from being overwhelmed.

“I’m just going to enjoy the show,” he announced.

Mina managed to open her eyes and dart them over to him, seeing that he was pumping his shaft as he watched the proceedings.

Mmm. If that was the way he wanted it, she’d give him quite a show.

She sucked harder on the thick pole that Slater was ramming between her lips. Her saliva coated it as it continued to slide back and forth. The way he held her head and pumped his hips had her reeling, and she couldn't wait until one of the men was doing that in her pussy. For now, though, she could wait, drawing out the anticipation as more and more excitement gripped her with each passing second.

It wasn’t long before Slater pulled out, allowing Jackson his turn.

"Have at it, brother. Don't let me have all the fun."

Jackson chuckled. "Trust me. I'm having plenty, myself."

But he took his friend's advice and stepped before Mina, occupying the space Slater had vacated.

He slid his massive member in and pumped his hips low and slow.

Mina was going fucking crazy now, more wetness practically gushing from between her legs. She reached out for Slater. Taking hold of him, she switched from playing with his balls to stroking his dick as she sucked Jackson hard.

Back and forth, in and out, up and down.

"Your turn," Jackson announced.

"I won't turn you down," Slater replied.

And that's how it went for a few minutes, the men alternating in her mouth.

Each time one pulled out, she caught her breath. It wasn’t long before they were pumping into her faster. The rhythm they were using was like an engine piston. She felt the drumming in the back of her skull. Yet it wasn't rough. If anything, it was comforting in that she felt completely safe with the men. Safer than she'd ever felt before. Her Daddies would never hurt her. And soon, she knew, they'd ensure she got her pleasure.

It was all so intimate, so synced, and fluid.

The men were clearly a team.

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