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Jenny

Prent lifted me from the shower, as if I was a feather, and then he placed me gently on the bed. The big queen-sized bed, on which not only Prent was going to fuck me, but Brent was too.

They’d thought of everything, because as Prent was patting me dry as I laid lifeless on the bed, Brent was staring into my eyes, and his lips were only a couple of inches away from mine. His hand stroked my cheek with his fingertips. He slid his hand at the back of my neck, and I closed my eyes as his lips brushed mine.

Prent was slowly massaging my feet with the towel, but then it started to feel slick, as if he put lotion on his hands and he was sliding it in between my toes.

My tongue was stroking and urging Brent to open his mouth wider. My hands were by my side. I decided to do nothing. I would restrain myself so that they could take my pleasure and give me the desire they thirsted to give me.

Brent moaned softly as my mouth slackened, and he deepened his kiss. His hands stroked my hair, as if he was trying to make sure it dried and I didn’t get a cold.I remembered the way Trent held me in his arms in the elevator as we came up to the floor. They wanted to take care of my every need. No one had ever made me feel this way, and it felt emotional as I thought about all they’d done for me, and all they wanted to do for me.

Prent’s hands started to stroke the inside of my thigh, each time changing the motions of the strokes from full-on to light. I tried to keep my body still. but it was hard, as my body naturally reacted to the movement. Brent switched from kissing my lips to my breasts as he sucked lightly on my nipple. I couldn’t resist digging my hands into this hair.

Meanwhile, Prent had cupped my ass, tugging it down. I couldn’t see as Brent was on top of me, but I felt a finger slip into my slit, but as my legs widened I knew his fingers would be a thing of the past, and he would replace it with his cock.

Prent was the impatient one. The one who would start by teasing me, but he would always cave in and have to take me. That was his way. Some would hate it, but I loved the idea he couldn’t resist me no matter how much he tried.

“Hmm,” I purred as I felt Brent’s tongue envelope my breasts. Prent started to pull my body down the bed, and he maneuvered me so his cock would slide into me like a hand into a glove. Brent changed position so he was on the bed too, his cock waving in front of my face. I did what I did best; I grabbed hold of his cock and then I worked the length.

His mouth on my breasts drove me wild as he bit, licked and stroked my breasts as if they were precious jewels. Prent was thrusting into me on the other side of the bed, and I was pumping and making Brent come from the middle.

We were all working to the same rhythm. Our mission wasn’t only to come, but to enjoy each other.

“Shit, you’re so tight!” Prent screamed as he started to pick up the pace. I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold much longer.

I stroked, cradled and thrust Brent’s cock into my mouth even harder, and each time taking more of him. I loved it when we all came together. They aimed to satisfy me, but they didn’t realize that they did that by just walking in the room where I inhaled their scent and their upper lip moved to generate a smile.

I never thought someone like me, could have such love in their life. They could have any girl they wanted, but they’d rented this suite for me. They wanted to take away the darkness which had caused a cloud over my life and make me see the light. I’d done that from the moment Prent came to find me in New York. He’d rescued me, like a knight in shining armor, and swept me away on his horse.

They shared a car.

They shared a house.

Now, they were to share me. Effortlessly, I continued to make Brent come. I didn’t even have to try. I knew how to make him tick, and a wicked smile appeared on my face the moment his cum entered my mouth. I opened wide as he fell to the side of the bed.

“I held on as long as I could,” Prent growled as he rocketed between my legs, jerking so fast I could tell he’d done it as long as he could, because once he did come, it went on and on. It never lasted this long. My mouth felt as if I had both cocks in it at the same time. I was tired, and in dire need of some rest.

My hands dropped to the side of me as I tried to regain my breath.

“Guys, you’re going to tire me out!”

Trent walked into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He’d just left the shower because steam was still leaving his body as he hovered above me with a wicked grin on his face.

“Nah, we would never do that to you. We just want to love you. I just ordered room service. It will be up in a bit.” He kissed me gently on the lips then left the room, heading in the direction of the living room. Brent and Prent were lying on the bed. I rolled to see them both trying to recover.

There was no denying that after sex I did need feeding, because I had a feeling there would be no sleeping tonight, just making love and fucking all night long.

What more could a girl ask for?

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