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Call me Myrtle and strap a Life Alert around my neck because the thought of leaving the house after ten pm makes me wanna “slip” down a flight of stairs.
There’s truly nothing sexier than a confident fat girl who simply doesn’t give a fuck…and I don’t have a single one to spare.
Their shrimp cocktails probably couldn’t handle all of this, anyway.
“Wonder if there’s any smut in here,”
My brother and I simply have a penchant for sharing women. Probably a good thing we’re not blood related because we often enjoy indulging in one another, too…
And yet…I’ve never felt more alive,
out here living my best masked man fantasy as if they couldn’t turn on me and actually kill me any second now. Either I have a few too many screws loose or I read too much smut for my own good. Probably both.
“Give it to her, brother,”
I haven’t understood the whole masked man hype tearing through social media, but I get it now. The sight of him getting off in that damn Ghostface mask is really doing it for me, so much that I have to ease up.
If I don’t, I’m gonna bust.
Ghost guides his cock into Jason’s mouth. This time, there’s no missing the whimper that leaves me, especially when he tilts his head back and releases a ragged moan of his own. Fuck, why is that so hot?
“One hand between your legs, little bird,” Ghost’s gruff baritone instructs. “If we can’t touch you, I need you to do it. Need you soaking wet by the time you get us inside you.”
“That’s it, there you go,” he encourages. “Play with that pretty pussy for us.”
“That mouth, brother… Fuck.”
“Surprised you could stop that time. You’re leaking like a faucet.”
“Good girl. Now be our good little slut and sit on his cock.”
“You are fucking perfect.”
“And we’re going to devour you whole.”
An ungodly sound rips from my throat as Jason thrusts that thick, rigid monster inside me and stretches me out.
“And she’s gonna feel even better when I’m in there, too. But first, she needs to be dripping.”
“Yeah? Does that big cock feel good inside you while you get your pussy licked?”
“Ghost, please,” I whimper, my legs trembling beneath his touch. “I need—”
know, little bird. You’re so close. Are you ready for me?”
Feeling his cock slide in while his brother is still inside me is an almost religious experience. Or at least it feels that way because despite the fact he eases in and out slowly, allowing my body to accommodate the intrusion, I’m pretty sure I see Jesus.
“Good girl, that’s it,”
“Breathe, little bird. You’re taking us so good.”
“Now, brother,” Ghost commands. “Move, now.” Okay, I lied... Now is t...
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Two brothers inside of me. One hell of detonation just within reach.
“Jesus-fucking-Christ, I was worried. I thought they took you out back and killed you or something.”
Yeah, killed this pussy.
A good fuck and quick on his feet. Thank God.
“So is that when you ruined your fishnets?”
“What can I say? Chub rub is real. They’re old and probably started fraying on the walk over. Hell, I’m pretty sure there was a small hole when I put them on earlier tonight.”
“You fucked them, didn’t you?”
I snort a laugh, but nod regardless, a shit-eating grin splitting my face in two. “Oh, I so
fucked them, and it was better than a pail full of candy. Happy...
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