Page 192 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

He’s giving me a way to enter, to make a move like Damien and Ace.

Yet I stay completely still… scared like a fucking weakling.

“I guess not,” Maddox admits but chuckles. “But if he was, I wonder all the sinful things he’d do to you, Baby Girl.”

Mishka’s gasp catches my attention, and I realize Maddox has her up in his arms. Spinning around to sit on the bench, he lowers Mikayla on his cock in one smooth movement.

She moans as her red back arches while her head falls back.

“Would he claim your lips like Ace would?” Maddox ponders while one of his hands trails up Mikayla’s back, making her shiver while a whimper escapes her parted lips. “Or your nipples like Damien?”

She gasps, and Maddox’s head dips so he can taunt her nipples with his tongue.

I can imagine it all—those perky breasts of Mishka’s with those pebble-hard nipples in Maddox’s taunting mouth.

How I want to see that tattoo between her breasts that Maddox mentioned was our heartbreaker logo.

Fuck.

What am I doing?

Why am I playing around?

“You know what I think?” Maddox begins, and now his hand is around the back of Mikayla’s neck and pushing her against him so they can share another steamy kiss. “I think he’d lay kisses all over this beautiful back of yours while rubbing his hard cock between your perfect ass cheeks.”

Mishka’s panting at the mere words, and it makes Maddox chuckle.

“Wouldn’t our Baby Girl love that?” He growls.

“Fuck, yes,” she purrs and gasps when he suddenly has a hold of her hips so he can lift her enough that the tip of his cock is still inside her pretty pussy.

I get a glimpse, watching how it’s coated with cum, and her juices, mixed with Maddox’s, are dripping down his length.

It's a beautiful fucking sight to see.

“Louder Baby,” he dares as he rests further back. “You want Wolfgang’s cock up your ass?”

“Y-Yes,” she moans and is rewarded with three deep thrusts.

“Again,” Maddox encourages. “You want Wolfgang’s cock deep in your pussy?”

“Yes!” she cries out and is rewarded with more thrusts, fast and so fucking deep.

“You want Wolfgang in the picture, Baby Girl.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she screams. “You. Wolfgang. Damien. Ace! That’s who I want and no one else, so fuck me, dammit!”

Maddox chuckles and leans forward to kiss her.

“I love when you get all demanding,” he groans and lowers her onto his length, then slaps her ass. “Now, you get what you want.”

She can’t answer fast enough before he has her up again and is slamming into her at such a wild pace, she’s bouncing with every thrust while her moans are loud and uncontrollable.

“Maddox!” she screams his name again and again, and I know it won’t be long now.

“That’s it, Baby Girl. Take every thrust. Take my thick, pierced cock and cum all over it!” he orders. He’s fucking her so fast, I don’t think she’ll survive ten more seconds at that pace.

Neither will I.

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