Page 24 of Gifted to The Billionaires

I’m no stranger to intense fucking. Cal and I ravage each other thoroughly and often. Ivy though… loving someone this much and sharing her with Cal? It’s a whole new kind of hot. My ass being dicked down while a hot pussy surrounds my cock… it's legendary.

We’resodoing this again.Maybe Callahan will even want to take a ride in the middle.

He doesn’t bottom often, but no because he doesn’t like it. Mostly it’s because I’m a needy whore when it comes to being fucked by my husband. The man knows just how to work my body and I never want him to stop once he starts.

Our bodies humping and grinding becomes too much so fast. I curl my toes and move together with them until I can’t handle holding back any longer. I want my cum where it belongs right now, goddammit.

“Is your cunt ready for me, Ivy?” I growl. “Are you ready to take what I have for you, hm?”

“Give it to me,” she begs. “Pleeeease!”

Cum sputters out of me uncontrollably, and my eyes threaten to roll back as Ivy comeshard. She squeezes the hell out of me, her pulsing in a way that pulls the cum straight from my balls.

“There you go, baby,” I coo, holding myself still to plug her up. “You feel better with a fresh load warming your pussy, hmm?”

Her answer is gasping, incoherent moans.

My husband continues to drive into me with measured strokes, practically petting my prostate every time his cock moves in and out. Even though I’ve already come, his actions have my cock twitching inside of Ivy. I’m so sensitive even my nipples have hardened into stiff peaks.

I can tell he’s close as his thrusts begin to falter just slightly. Letting him finish just like this isn’t an option. I have plans for it.

“Don’t you dare fucking come in me, Callahan,” I command sternly.

He groans. “Where do you want it?”

“My tongue,” I reply immediately. “Don’t spill a drop either, I need it.”

“Fuck,” Cal growls. “Get on your knees and open.”

He pulls out and I take Ivy’s hands, hooking them around the back of her knees to hold herself up. “Stay just like this, baby. Don’t let a single drop out.”

“Nik,” Callahan warns and I spin to the ground, kneeling before him.

His fist is working his slick shaft, focusing on the head as his balls rise up. He shakes as he jerks his cock, aiming carefully between my lips to paint my tongue. Warm ropes of cum flood my mouth, and I flex my tongue into a little bowl shape for him, catching every bit of it. Eyes hazy with lust, he groans and tugs for one last time.

“Fuck, Nik,” my husband moans. “You should see yourself right now, love.”

With no time to absorb the praise, I give him a wink and turn back around to our girl. She’s watching us with heated eyes as I stand up to loom over her.

Not wasting a moment more, I pin Ivy’s shins on either side of her head and spit my mouthful of cum right into her cunt. The liquid spills into her opening, the cloudy white color painting her pink flesh as she nearly overflows. My dick gives a little jump at this perfect picture. I need to keep this treasure safe and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

“Get me a pair of her panties,” I tell Cal, keeping my eyes on our girl’s pussy in case any cum begins to spill. I’ll lick it up with my tongue and fuck it back into place before I let go of her legs or let it go to waste. Stay still for me baby, you’re full to the brim.”

Ivy whimpers but holds still like a perfect fucking girl.

Cal returns with a pair of green cotton underwear and a gorgeous smirk on his face. He kisses me on the head before saying, “I love how into this you are. You want me to help you get these on our girl? Get her all covered up so we can feed her and then do this all over again?”

“Yes,” I reply, loving the idea. “Be careful with her legs, I want to keep as much in her as we can.”

“Can we have sandwiches?” Ivy asks with a sweet smile. “I don’t want to wait for anything cooked.”

Cal kisses her lips upside down from above. “Anything you want, honey.”

Gently, he hooks the panties around each of her legs and pulls them down, passing them to me, and takes my place holding her shins. I maneuver her panties into place, pulling them down over her pussy and in place over her butt.

I plant a kiss on the center of the fabric and wink at her. “For good luck.”

Sighing happily, Ivy lets her legs fall and we help her stand. We wrap her in a long shirt and cover ourselves with boxers before walking down to the kitchen. Fuel is necessary for the night to continue as planned, so I whip up some avocado turkey sandwiches and we feast.

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