Sugar Daddies

by Jade West

“Fill her up,” Rick whispered, and there was a desperation in it. “Do it. Fill that pussy right up. All the fucking way, Carl.” Carl’s breath quickened, and they lost their coordination, a free for all of thrusting dick inside me, and I bounced between them, taking it all with a grin on my face that wouldn’t leave. “Fill her, Carl. Do it. I’m coming, I’m coming, too.” They came hard. Deep. They came so hard I flushed with pride. Carl’s eyes darkened as he caught his breath, and there was a steel about him. A hardness to his tone that cut through the haze. They pulled out slowly and I yelped. Empty. I felt empty. And sore. I felt the wetness dripping out of me. “We’re going to fill that horny little cunt full of cum,” Carl whispered. “Going to unload all the way inside you, until you’re full. All the time. All the fucking time. That’s what I want, Katie. That’s what I fucking want.” Words like that should never feel horny. But they did. They were the horniest fucking words I’d ever heard.