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They watch me in horror as Darren takes off at a full sprint to the TV and turns it off. “And you guys call me dramatic.”

Walker looks up at the ceiling, sighing. I reach over poking him in the ribs, causing him to jolt. Did I mention that Walker is ticklish?

“Erin, I hate to interrupt your meal, but I need to speak to my woman alone.” She packs up her stuff in a hurry, giving me a look that says I’m a dirty bitch.

Darren walks to the door locking it and turning on some music. “Whatever are you guys doing?” I ask.

“This.” Walker lifts me out of my seat and has me lying across the table in a second, my skirt lifted to my hips. “Ohh this.” I look back, to see what he is doing but he pushes my face back into the table with his hand fisted in my hair.

Both set of hands are moving over my body and my panties are being pulled down my legs. “This ass,” Walker groans and I hiss when he bites one of my ass cheeks, not enough to hurt but to give a little sting.

The reason I push Walker and Darren is because I love them being in control and using me any way that they want to.

“All yours, both of yours.”

They’re beautiful. It's still hard to believe they are all mine. “I love you both, so much. It’s hard to believe in one part of my life I didn’t have you both in it.”

I’m gently turned around. “You bring me to my fucking knees, baby,” Walker growls, kissing me deep, hard. I put everything I feel into this kiss with him, pulling Darren closer as I switch to him, showing him too.

Fingers move between my legs and I gasp in Darren's mouth when two fingers slide inside of me. “Does that feel good?” Walker asks, moving slowly, way too slow.

“Fuck me.” I break my mouth from Darren’s. Walker takes off his pants, pulling me to the edge of the table. I lay back on the table and he slams home.

“Fuck,” I hiss, gripping the hard plastic. The table scoots across the floor, causing a slight screeching sound.

Darren grips the table, holding it still. Walker hammers into me, lifting my legs over his arms, pulling me down on him as he thrusts into me.

Darren pulls himself out of his pants, stroking himself, his eyes never leaving my face.

I come hard without warning or build up; I bite my hand hard so I don’t make any loud noises.

“Feed her, Darren.”

I’m turned onto my stomach, my legs and ass off the table. Walker slides back home, my eyes roll, still feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm. “Open your mouth for him,” Walker tells me.

Darren is standing in front of me. “With pleasure.” I take him as deep as I can go, gagging and pulling back out.

“Fuck look at her,” Walker growls, pulling me harder against him and slamming me into him. Darren pushes my hair off my face, so he can watch me and his hands move to cheeks, so he can feel himself moving in my mouth.

Darren throws his head back, his movements getting erratic. Walker is breathing heavy behind me; I know they are both close.

“Come for me.” Walker smacks my ass, my whole body stiffening, coming hard. Darren comes, his hand still holding my face as he stills. I swallow every drop, wiping my mouth with my thumb making sure I get every drop.

Walker slides out of me gently. I hear the rattling of a bag and I look over to see Walker with a pack of baby wipes he must have stolen from the house. “Did you really bring that?” I laugh, sitting up.

He shrugs, taking one out of the pack, cleaning me. “Got to take care of my girl.” He kisses me, throwing the wipe in the trash. “Now, I would love to know you have us dripping out of you all day long, but I know you would not like that.”

“Well maybe on a day I’m not working.” I wink and he looks at Darren. I can see the plan forming in their minds.

“I even brought you new panties.” Darren pulls a pair out of his pocket and I notice a weird writing on the front of them. I look at the words when they reach my knees. It says “Darren's pussy.”

“DARREN!” I smack his arm gently in shock. Walker peeks over and bursts out laughing. “Fuck, make me a pair.”

I push his hands off me, putting them the rest of the way on myself. “You both are cavemen!”

They look way too proud of the fact. “We can’t help it, we love the fact that we are the only ones who have touched you.” They move into me, kissing me. “Kissed you.” Darren puts his mouth to my neck. “Licked you.” He drags his tongue along the side of my neck.

I breath deep, trying not to get worked up again. “The only ones who have been inside of you, you are only fucking ours.”

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