Page 7 of Savage Daddies

But it doesn’t stop there.

Country boy shimmies down my shorts and peels away my panties. Then he strokes a finger between the folds of my pussy.

Sex has never felt this riveting before, and we’re not even to the main event yet. Maybe it’s because they’re older. Maybe it’s because there are three of them and it makes a crowd.

Maybe it’s all of thatplusthe aspect of danger.

I don’t know who they are. They’re not boys I walk past in the corridor everyday.

They’re masked strangers who are secretive about their identities.

And that is so fucking hot.

I spread my legs, and six eyes stare down at my pussy.

“Oh wow, look at you.” Country boy’s finger strokes between my folds. “She’s nice and wet for us too. God, darlin’, I could just bend you over and slip right in.”

“Patience, my friend,” says Godzilla. “A woman this beautiful deserves our full, patient attention.” He grabs me by the hips and slides me further up the bed. “Hold up her legs so she doesn’t have to do it herself.”

Jesus fucking Christ. That does it. Those words inthatvoice.

All I wanted was a quick fuck.

But I’m getting more for my money here.

Godzilla buries his face between my thighs and flutters his tongue over my clit. Then he’s licking a stripe down my center, dipping two fingers into my slit.

“How does this feel, gorgeous?”

“Good,” is the only word I can manage. The action renders me speechless, and arousal burns in areas of my body I didn’t even know were capable of feeling desire.

It’s the first time a boy has gone down on me, but these aren’t boys.

They’re men.

And I think that’s why I’m on the verge of cardiac arrest.

It feels like my first step into adulthood.

The other two clamp their hands around my ankles and keep my legs spread like it’s the only thing that matters. I’ll probably have bruises there tomorrow, but that won’t matter. Father won’t question it, just like he doesn’t question anything unless it has something to do with business.

My pulse beats thick in my throat.

If Godzilla continues French-kissing my pussy like this, I’ll be coming before any of them have time to stick it in.

Which is not what I want.

Especially when my eyes land on their dicks.

They’re huge.

“Oh god.”

“What is it, sweetheart?” blue eyes asks.

“You’re just so…BIG.”

The tall one gives a throaty chuckle.

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