“You ready for that, Pen? You want to suck the cum out of his dick, sweetheart? I want you to take it all. Can you do that?”

I nod heartily and hope my enthusiasm carries me through.

Shane begins to thrust his cock into my mouth with short, rapid strokes. And then it happens. My mouth fills with a warm spurt of cum. It’s salty. Tangy. And thick. But I’m able to swallow.

“Hold his balls,” Fletcher commands.

I lift my hand off Fletch’s dick and cup Shane’s balls. He grunts a short, sharp moan, and I feel his cock buck against my hand a second time, stronger than the first. He cries out loudly as the second contraction of his orgasm explodes through him.

I take the second jet of cum as it squirts into my mouth and splashes against my tongue. It’s more than the first load, and I have to work my throat to swallow it all down.

“What a good girl you are,” Fletch says. “You’re ours now, aren’t you?”

Shane spasms a third time, pumping more liquid out from his cock and into my throat. My adrenaline is sky high but when he breaks eye contact, my eyes flick over to Fletch, who is staring at me with a mix of pride and anguish. I notice then his dick is dripping and know where the anguish comes from.

I pull off Shane and give the tip a quick kiss before I latch onto Fletch without being told.

He growls and wraps my hair tightly around his fist. “That’s it. Take me deeper, sweetheart. Be my dirty little girl.”

He’s got a good grasp of my hair, but he’s still letting me set the pace. Shane gets down on the floor with me and reaches into my pants from behind, his finger finding my clit easily. “Jesus. She’s so wet, Fletch. She’s so fucking turned on by us.” His other grabs under my breast and he rolls his thumb over my nipple while working my clit. I moan around Fletch and push myself harder into his body until I feel his pubic hair on my chin. “Oh, come down her throat, Fletch. She’s begging for it.”

I moan again, the sensation of coming on Shane’s fingers and swallowing the tip of Fletch overwhelm me.

“I’m going to fill that sweet little mouth full.” Fletch roars and he’s not kidding. I can’t keep up, it’s dribbling out of me, onto my chin, my shirt. I pull back off him and both guys start pushing the leaking cum back into my mouth with their thumbs.

“Damn. This is hot. You okay, little bit?”

I nod, a little out of breath and maybe seeing some stars that I try to blink away. They are both stroking my hair and complimenting me. Telling me how good I am, how sweet.