They used her, and Emilia loved it. Milo’s cock was slick with her own juices, and he slammed it in and out of her mouth, going deep in her throat but not holding his position there long. He was too close to the edge for that. Given how hard he was fucking her face, he had to grab the back of her head to keep from pushing her too far away.
Jaxton had to do the same thing with her waist. He punished her pussy from behind and above, driving into her with a force that would have made her howl with pleasure if she wasn’t stuffed full of Milo’s cock on the other end. There was no helping them. No guiding her own pleasure. Nothing to do but be fucked as hard as she’d ever been fucked in her life.
Fingers on her rim. She thought it was Jaxton but his big hands were still on her waist. Someone uncapped something and she felt the cool drizzle of lube on her ass. Simon. He was finally getting into it. Two fingers traced her bud, pulling her open for more lube. Then the two fingers slid inside.
“Owwarrk!” she gasped around Milo’s cock. “Ass! Ass!”
What she meant to say was a mystery to even her, but the pleasure was clear from the way she shivered and shuddered when Simon started finger fucking her ass to go with the other two guys. He was kneeling on the bed beside her, but she couldn’t see him from this side. At least, not until Milo clutched the back of her head and drove his cock deep one last time into her mouth, coming, coming, filling her throat, her mouth. He yanked out of her and come sprayed across the comforter as she coughed it out, gasping for air.
Milo stumbled backwards. “Holy shit. Best cocksucker I’ve ever had. Holy fucking shit.”
“Told you,” Jaxton grunted. “I’m fucking close too. I want to come on her tits again.”
“Don’t clean her off,” Simon warned.
“I know,” Jaxton said.
“Why?” Emilia asked hoarsely.
Jaxton chuckled and slapped her ass. “You’ll see.”
He yanked out of her, leaving her pussy gaping and ready for Simon. They flipped her over onto her back again, and Jaxton fisted his big cock, aiming it at her tits, her face, her neck. She reached for him but before she could even touch him, he was coming, such huge, heavy ropes. Her boys didn’t come in small loads, that was for sure. Several of the shots streaked across her face at the end, and when he was done, he stuffed her mouth full of his soon-to-be-softening prick as Simon slammed his own cock into her for the first time.
“How long?” Milo asked. The question made no sense to Emilia, but it wasn’t directed to her.
“Give me fifteen and I’m good to go,” Jaxton said. “You going to come in her right now, Simon?”
“No. I can hold out.”
Milo gestured at something as Simon pounded into Emilia’s pussy. “Should I…?”
“Yeah, do it.”
Jaxton pulled out of her mouth and slapped Emilia’s cheek with his cock. “We’ve got something coming for you, Mrs. Candless. Something you’re just going to fucking love.”
She moaned wordlessly, her breasts bouncing up and down in time to Simon’s rough fucking. With Jaxton finished, he could position her how he wanted, and yanked out of her fast to get her up and off the bed. She leaned over it, her ass thrust out as Simon slammed back into her to his hilt, filling her deeper, harder than either of the other boys. Deeper than anyone else. He owned her pussy, and she cried out joyfully as her ass slapped back at him, rippling every time he fucked her deep.