Nial
Nial
Ander’s order caused Jessica’s eyelids to flutter closed and she pushed back against me, trying to force me to move, to f**k her harder.
Ander denied her as well, holding still as he spoke. “I’m going to f**k your throat as Nial f***s that hot, wet pussy.”
On cue, I slid out of her core, back in, thrusting deep so that I bumped the tip of her womb. I wanted to come inside her, drown her in my seed, and plant my child deep in her body. But we were not finished with her, not yet. I let Ander talk to her, let him lead her where we wanted her to go. He knew what she needed, knew how to shut off her mind to only his voice, his commands, her pleasure.
He thrust his hips forward as I did the same, f*****g her in unison, plunging in and out of her together.
“That’s not deep enough,
