My core spasms around Dan's c**k and must affect Tyler as well, because they both moan, freeze, and take deep breaths. I don't want them to stop, so I keep moving my hips, seeking friction, but Dan places his large, warm hand on my stomach. "Please, Kitten, you are killing me over here." He looks like he's in pain.
"Tell us it's okay to go faster now, Princess. We can't take much more of this. You're squeezing our c***s so hard that I am about to burst. Tell us what you need," Tyler begs me. That alone is orgasmic.
"I need more. f**k me harder." An uncertain look crosses Dan's eyes as he analyzes what I just said. Before I can beg for him to move, he pulls out of me and then slams back in. Making me cry out in both pleasure and pain.
"Are you-" Dan stops again, scared he hurt me, but I
