Page 67 of Stepbrothers

“Oh dear Lord,” she moaned, clinging to Hugh’s shoulders when his mouth found hers.

“You’re so wet and tight, I can’t wait to fuck you again,” Parker said. “This time I won’t be rushing.”

Clarice couldn’t answer. Hugh had claimed her mouth and was palming her right breast. She breathed deep, inhaling his scent, wanting more.

The stimulation on her pussy increased. Another finger. A slow fucking motion.

A moan rumbled up from her chest. Out of her mouth. Hugh caught it in his.

“And this little clitoris,” Parker said beside her ear. “Is going to get a treat, are you ready?”

She kind of nodded, and as she did, her clit was stimulated, rubbed over, a gentle circle. Then again and again.

Her belly tensed; her heart pounded. She parted her legs, aware of arousal leaking from her pussy. “Mmm…”

“Such a good girl…” Hugh rolled to his side pulling her with him, her top leg going over his. “Deserves cock, don’t you think?”

His erection was lodged against her lower belly.

“Yes. Yes.” She nodded and reached behind herself for Parker.

“I’m here.” He spooned her, his cock wedging in the crease of her buttocks. “But first, tell me how it feels?”

“How what feels?”

“To have two men so hard for you. You can feel us both, right? Feel both our cocks.” He slid his up her cleft and squeezed in closer.

“Yes. I want to… I want you both.”

“And you’re going to get us.” Hugh ran his hand into her hair, gripped it, tight, so the roots strained almost to pain.

“Yes. Now.” She stared into his eyes.

His jaw tensed; the depths of his irises flashed. “Fuck her, Parker. She wants it so bad.”

“Yes. I want it so bad…oh…”

Parker’s cock was at her entrance, the tip wide and hot.

Hugh clasped her top leg, keeping her pinned in place.

“You feel so good.” Parker pressed his teeth against her shoulder and pushed half an inch into her. He bit her skin, not hard, enough to know he was there, what he was doing. The stimulation added to the need, the desire, the want to feel him deep in her pussy.

She groaned, low and guttural.

He curled his hips some more, claiming her, taking her. She was trapped, held in place by Hugh’s big body and his firm grip.

Had anything ever felt so sexy?

No.

“Ah, fuck yeah,” Hugh said, staring into her face. “You like that, don’t you. I can see that you do.”

She managed to nod, even though he was holding her hair.

“Every fucking bit of you feels amazing,” Parker said. “So damn good.” As he’d spoken, he’d forced his cock deeper, stretching her sideways and lengthways. He was big and solid and dense. His pubic hair scratched up against her butt when he hit full depth.

She held her breath, forcing herself to relax through the nip of discomfort, but then she blew it out and enjoyed her pussy fluttering around his length and adjusting to his invasion.

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