Page 122 of Stepbrothers

“Perfect, go get it.”

“What? Oh, Parker.”

“It’s okay.” He stroked her cheek then kissed her. “We’ve got you.” He paused. “You’ve always had fun before with us, right?”

“Yes. Yes. But…”

“There’s no but. Trust us.”

“I do.” The pressure was building in her pelvis. The need to come growing. The way Trig was working her ass had new illicit, deep sensations tugging at her pussy and clit. “Oh fuck…” She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on the cool island top.

Parker stroked her hair.

She groaned long and low. A deep, needy sound that vibrated from her chest.

“You’re ready for cock now,” Trig said. “Your naughty spanked ass is gonna get fucked, okay.”

“Yes. Yes. Okay,” she mumbled. It was what she needed.

“Take it slow, Trig,” Parker said.

“Of course. I have no plans for pain now, only pleasure.”

Clarice was relieved to hear that.

And then his fingers were gone, her tight little hole clamping up instantly.

“Batteries working, Hugh?” Trig asked

“Yep.”

The sound of buzzing.

“Good, we’re going to need that in a minute.”

Clarice’s knees were weak; her bottom throbbed, and her pussy wept. But it was her asshole Trig was interested in, and with her right buttock once again tugged to expose her anus, she felt the wide domed head of his cock there.

She held her breath. He’d never fit. This was impossible. He’d see that soon enough.

He eased forward, the lubricated tip finding purchase then pushing in. Her anus stretched around him, wider, and wider still.

She gasped and lifted her head. Opened her eyes and stared at Parker. “I…oh…”

“He’s well greased,” Parker said. “If you relax you can take him.”

“Oh…oh, but it’s so much.” The dense filling was like nothing she’d ever felt before or even imagined. “So much.”

“But you’re doing it.”

“Ah fuck, she feels amazing in here.” Trig groaned.

He was going deeper, the nip of pain in her asshole increasing as he stretched her with his wide girth.

“Oh…” She clenched her fists and tensed her spine. “Oh…fuck, it’s too much. It’s so much. Fuck.”

“Hugh, reach underneath and get that vibe on her clit,” Trig said, his voice taut. “I’ve still got a few inches to go, and she’s so tight.”

“Take it slow,” Parker said, a warning note in his voice. “I don’t want her hurt.”

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