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The warmth floods inside of me, insufferable, the friction over both of my sensitive lips too intense now. My hips push backwards to meet Patrick's merciless strokes, and I clench Jackson deeply in my wet mouth as I quake violently, everyone shaking tumultuously because of me, my hot juices flowing down in rivulets over Patrick's engorged cock and down my thighs.
Panting, I withdraw from Jackson, smiling drunkenly at him in a heavenly hormonal haze. Patrick pulls out of me slowly, making me feel empty, craving the feel of Jackson's thickness inside of me now, and wanting to taste myself on every considerable inch of Patrick's cock. They both help me down from the table, my heels tapping on the floor as I unsteadily guide Jackson into a chair, meeting the ardent look in his eyes. I bend to kiss him briefly on the lips, whispering, "I'm going to take you for a wild ride."
He raises an eyebrow at me, smiling, watching as I turn my back towards him, my heels planted firmly on the floor. I lower myself tantalizingly onto his awaiting dick, feeling him glide into me easily, squeezing through my tight walls. Jackson's hands trail from my breasts down along the insides of my thighs, making me shiver again. Patrick watches me, hungry, predatory, almost growling. I lick my lips and invite him closer until his hips are aligned with my face. I stare up at him lustily as his cock disappears anew into my insatiable mouth, grinding my hips simultaneously into his brother's lap, my legs wide apart.
Jackson's gifted fingers find my swollen knot of bliss and start playing with me again. His other arm around my tiny midsection, securing me as I roll my pelvis back onto his, making sure he can see the full outline of my perfectly rounded ass. I hear him groan behind me as I swallow Patrick into the opening of my throat, watching his head roll back as he clenches the back of my neck, rubbing each of my nipples between his soft fingertips. Jackson's hips pump up and down with mine, descending his mouth to my back, my neck, biting on my ear, his hot breath making me groan.
I reach my hand between Patrick's legs, wrapping my fingers around his package and tugging on it, at first gently then more forcefully, my two forefingers grazing the exceptionally sensitive spot behind his balls in rhythm with my pumping hips. The three of us fill the apartment with echoes of our uncontrollable moans. I am arched at just the right angle for my g-spot to be continuously massaged by Jackson's cock, his fingers playing with my clit at the same speed. I ceaselessly slide my tongue around Patrick, pressing my small fingers into that spot, rubbing in circles as my mouth moves up and down the length of him.
My euphoria is mounting impossibly fast, ferocious. Never before have I been so consumed with such mind-blowing pleasure. Patrick's fingers squeeze my breasts, Jackson's hand working my clit expertly as though it's an instrument, my hips and mouth sliding faster, deeper, harder. I stare up into Patrick's hazy eyes and watch him smile, right before my eyes squeeze shut. I erupt in fervent convulsions, and Jackson tethers me closer to his body as I stifle my screams with Patrick's cock in my mouth.
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