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“I really don’t want to go to work now.” I let out a deep breath dislodging them from me.

“Maybe a little bit of relief before work?” Walker asks.

“I’ll drive.” Darren smirks and they lead me out to the truck, with Walker and me getting in the back.

“You both are naughty,” I say as Darren moves the mirror around so that he can see us in the back seat better.

Walker buckles me in, I’m aching in anticipation of what he has planned. “God, I’m so lucky to have you both.”

“Just lay back and relax.”

He brings my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck and then he cups me through my underwear. “I can feel how wet you are through your panties; do you want us?” he whispers into my ear, blowing causing shivers to drift down my body.

“Yes, I always need you both.”

“Fuck this shit.” The truck pulls over onto the side of the road. Darren gets out and climbs into the empty seat next to me.

Walker laughs. “I knew you wouldn’t last a mile.”

Darren rolls his eyes. “Shut the fuck up,” he tells Walker.

“Let’s get these off of you.” Darren pulls my panties down my legs, pulling my legs open.

What if someone pulls up and sees us? The fear of that happening makes it more exciting. Darren stuffs my panties in his pocket.

“Put her in your lap, Darren,” Walker demands.

I’m shifted sideways in the seat as Walker bends between my legs. His hands grab my ass cheeks, lifting my bottom half off Darren and onto his mouth. “God, I needed this,” I hiss the second his tongue moves through my folds finding my clit.

I grip the top of the seat and Darren's arm, trying not to dig my nails into his arm. “Fucking delicious,” Walker growls, pulling me harder against his mouth.

“Let me taste.” Darren dips his fingers between my legs. “Feel how much she needs us, she is dripping for us.” I clench hard on Darren's fingers, the dirty talk driving me crazy.

Walker gathers my wetness, slowly sliding his fingers in my ass as Darren pumps his fingers inside my pussy.

My head falls back on Darren's chest, the pleasure taking over. “How I love watching you fucking fall apart by the both of us. Come for us, baby.” They move their fingers faster, deeper, harder.

“That’s it, baby,” Walker says, feeling me get closer.

I reach down and grip their hands trying to stop their movements when I come, hard. Darren pulls my hand away, both slowly stroking me, drawing it out.

I let out a deep breath when they stop, high from the orgasm. “Today is going to be an amazing day.” I’m addicted to them; I never not want them. “We’ll finish this at lunch.”

“Fuck I love pregnant Summer,” Darren groans, rubbing himself against my hand. He is hard as a rock and now I really hate my job. I eye Walker’s pants and see that he is just as hard.

“Lunch,” I promise. Glancing at the clock, I see that I’m now officially late.

“You need to book it, Darren.” I all but push him out of the truck and take my panties out of his pocket before he can take them back.

“Those where mine,” he pouts, putting the truck in drive, waiting until we are all buckled before he pulls out onto the highway. Thank goodness the windows are tinted.

“Well do you want me to accidentally flash someone today?”

Walker takes the panties from me, sliding them up my legs. “This pussy is only fucking ours.”

I smirk. “That’s what I thought.” I knew that would get them; they may share me with each other but that’s as far as their generosity goes.

They pull up outside my office. I thank God when I see that my client isn’t here yet, just my secretary. Once the baby comes, I’m considering hiring a few people or renting out some office space.

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