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i barely had time to catch my breath before I felt my husband’s mouth on me, licking up every drop that was starting to leak out. He didn’t hesitate or ask he just got to work like it was the only thing he was allowed to do, and I kept my legs open for him while my bull watched.

I don’t want soft or careful. I want them to pass me around and use me like I’m just there for their cocks. I want to end up on my knees with cum on my face and more of them still waiting. I get so wet thinking about being that messy and used in front of everyone.

I want my husband to watch the whole thing and not stop it. I want him to see how easy I am when there are multiple guys and how much I beg for more. By the end I want to be leaking and shaky and still asking for another round. That’s the version of me that feels the most honest.

It started out as this quiet, unspoken thing when we were all still under the same roof. Late nights when the house was dark and everyone else was asleep, one of them would end up in my room, then the other would do the same on different nights. We never really talked about it, we just… did it. It felt wrong and secret and way too easy at the same time.

Even now that we’ve all moved out and have our own lives, I still catch myself thinking about those nights more than I should. There’s something about knowing both of them had me that still sits in the back of my head, and some days it hits me harder than others.

Just like and I’ll DM you.

If you’re sitting at home bored and want something fun and discreet to look at, message me. React and I’ll take it from there.

He told me to stop looking at him like that, to go back to my room, that we couldn’t cross that line. I dropped to my knees anyway and took him into my mouth. He kept saying we shouldn’t, voice low and strained, but his hand still ended up in my hair while I sucked him. I didn’t stop until he finished, and by then the warning didn’t matter anymore.