Page 54 of Biker Daddies

“You feel so damn good,” Bane groans, reaching down to grip his cock. “You already have me close.”

I sit back and watch, stroking myself as she sinks into pleasure.

“Princess, be a good girl and free his cock,” Bane reminds.

I nod. “He’s the only one still dressed.”

She lifts her head from Bane’s shoulder, a drunk haze cast over her eyes, and she nods slowly as if we barely reached her through a thick fog. The sound of Colt’s zipper lowering has excitement zipping down my spine. I knee walk on the bed to get closer and so I can have a better view.

“You can do it,” Bane encourages her, continuing to give adoring strokes to her body. “You’ll love it. What are you going to do with three big dicks, Harlow? Can you take all of us?”

“I want to,” she answers, her voice sweet and breathless as she grabs the sides of Colt’s jeans and pulls them to his ankles. Her lips are dangerously close to Colt’s cock. It bobs, slapping against his stomach from finally being freed. “Oh.” She’s shocked when she’s finally face-to-face with him. She wraps her hand around him and Colt moans, tossing his head back over his shoulders.

“Goddamn it, you feel so good.” Colt bites his lip, his hand snaking around to cup the side of her face while she continues to experiment with stroking his long length.

Her eyes slide to me, dropping to my lap to see me touching myself while she is touching Colt.

“I don’t know if you’ll fit.” She’s about to say something else when she’s interrupted by Bane slipping a hand between her legs and teasing her pussy. “Oh god,” she whimpers, jerking Colt’s cock quicker.

“Shit. Oh fuck, sweetness. You can’t stroke me like that. I’m about to come all over those tits.”

We’ve never been quick shots before. We can usually go rounds and rounds, but with Harlow it’s different. It’s like all three of us are experiencing what love and lust is supposed to feel like.

“He’ll fit,” Bane mutters, nibbling her ear. “We’ll get you nice and wet, so fucking slick, Alto will have to dive between your legs and lick you clean before sliding into that virgin cunt. You’re a virgin, aren’t you, Princess?”

She nods, lifting an arm and wrapping it around his head which causes her upper body to stretch. Colt plays with her tits next, kissing the marks Bane left behind only to end up sucking and creating his own.

“You hear that?” Bane slips his finger through her lips, the slick sounds music to my ears. “So fucking needy for us, aren’t you, Harlow?”

“Always have been,” she replies, and this time it’s me who moves in close.

I grip the back of her neck and yank her close, her mouth just an inch away from mine. “And you always will be.” I bring our mouths together in an intense kiss. While Bane strokes her clit, her whines and whimpers fall down my throat. The tentative glide of her fingertips find my chest, and even through the tremble of nerves she reaches for my cock.

Wrapping a hand around me, I grunt, my sack pulling tight against my body. I’m already ready to come.

If I did, I’d fuck her through it.

That’s what I might have to do because I’m too close.

With a growl, I wrap an arm around her waist and lay her down on the bed, then kiss down her body, but I take my time. Too fast, it won’t feel good. Women love touch, a slow caress that has their nerve endings on fire, crippling them until they need more, but only you can give it.

Cupping her tits, I kiss my way down her sternum, kissing my way to her nipples before blowing cool air on them.

“Suck Bane and Colt, sweetheart. Show them how much you want them while I feast on your pretty little cunt.” I push her thighs apart, inhaling the sweet scent before gripping her hips and diving my tongue across her petals.

Bane straightens, his pierced and tattooed cock intimidating, but our girl is eager. She opens her mouth and sucks the head in.

“Fuck,” he groans, our eyes on her as she sucks her first cock. “That’s it, Princess. Make these piercings your crown.” Her tongue swirls around the tip, teeth clanking against the piercings but she quickly solves that problem, covering them with her lips. Bane yanks her head back, a string of spit connecting her lips and his Prince Albert. “You sure you haven’t done this before?”

She shakes her head, lips puffy and cheeks a bright shade of red.

Her eyes roll back when I suck her clit into my mouth and she cries out, Colt taking the opportunity to slide his cock between her lips.

Harlow chokes but eagerly begins sucking him too. Her mewls have me sucking her clit harder, rolling my tongue over it, then slowly sinking a finger inside her virgin hole.

I groan when I feel how tight she hugs the single digit.

“Alto!” she sings, pulling away from Colt’s cock.

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