Both of them hiss, because I know I’m giving them a nice view of my ass.

“Put that cute fuckin’ ass away darlin’,” Jackson warns, “Or I’ll fuck it again.”

“You don’t have it in you, old man,” I tease, looking at him over my shoulder.

His eyes flare, and Muff grins. “I believe that was a challenge, boss.”

“I believe it was, too.”

Jackson sits up, and I quickly scurry forward, but his hand lashes out, gripping my ankle. He tugs it backwards, and I collapse, laughing. I feel his body rise up, and then flatten over mine. His erect...oh my god...he’s hard again. I whimper, and squirm beneath him.

“How the hell...” I gasp, as he presses his cock against my ass.

“Baby, I just fucked a gorgeous woman with another man. It’s one of the most erotic things someone can do; of course I’m fuckin’ hard again. I ain’t wastin’ a minute.”

“Yeah,” Muff grunts from behind me. “Me either.”

I feel my eyes widen, and I look over my shoulder to see Muff stroking his hard, large cock. He’s not wearing a condom anymore, and seeing the shape and contours of his manhood has my heart throbbing. It is a nice cock. I won’t lie.

Oh dear.

Jackson sits back up, pulling me with him, and then he spins us both around and puts me down, face in Muff’s cock. I gasp, and Muff’s hands tangle into my hair. Oh...I like this control. It does great things to my body. Jackson slides two...or maybe three...fingers into my pussy. I whimper, and lower my face to Muff’s cock, running my tongue around the base. He hisses, and his fingers tighten in my hair.

“Gonna fuck you once more, just to show you how an old man rolls,” Jackson growls from behind me, and then he removes his fingers, rolls on a condom, and thrusts inside me.

I cry out, and Muff takes the opportunity to thrust his cock up inside my mouth. Oh god. Oh shit. I wrap my lips around it, sucking as best I can while Jackson works his cock in and out of my pussy, slow and sexy. God, he needs to move faster, my nerve endings are alive and raw, and I want more. I need more. I lift my head from Muff’s cock, and rasp, “Fuck me faster, Jackson.”

“Too old,” he chuckles. “Can’t move faster.”

“I take it back!” I cry. “Please fuck me, Jackson.”

“Am fuckin’ you,” he murmurs. “Nice and slow.”

“Please!”

“Baby,” Muff says. “Stop talkin’ and keep suckin’.”

Oh...yes.

He tugs my hair, and begins lowering me again. I close my lips over his cock, sucking and licking, while Jackson torments my body. God he’s fucking me so slowly, in and out, in a lazy pace that has my entire body hanging on the edge desperately. I try to thrust my hips backwards, creating my own pace, but Jackson grips my hips, stopping me.

“Careful,” he rasps. “You’ll hurt an old man doin’ that.”

I open my mouth to say something, but Muff tightens his grip in my hair, keeping my mouth on his cock.

“Don’t fuckin’ stop suckin’,” he growls. “Fuck, don’t stop.”

Jackson works my body slowly, building me higher and higher, while I work Muff’s body, building him higher and higher. Muff comes first, with a ragged groan to move my mouth if I don’t want him to come inside it. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I leave my mouth there. The first spurt of come hits me at the back of my throat, and I gurgle, swallowing as best I can. The second and third spurts are less, and soon Muff is softening in my mouth with a deep, ragged sigh.

Jackson fucks me hard then. All of a sudden he bucks his hips, and he’s driving into me desperately, causing me to go into temporary shock. His hips slap, his balls hit my skin, and my pleasure builds higher and higher. “I’ll show you how an old man fucks,” he growls. “Now come for me.”

I do, as if my body listens to his commands.

I feel Muff slip out of my mouth as I close my eyes and shudder. He wraps his arms around my head, pressing it to his stomach, causing my ass to rise up higher and take Jackson’s thrusts deeper. I am still screaming when Jackson comes again, hard and deep inside me. As soon as he’s stopped pumping, I feel my body collapse in content exhaustion, and Muff wraps his arms around me, holding me to him while Jackson pulls out. I feel Jackson collapse beside me, but I’m too content to move my body from Muff’s.

“Get over here, baby,” Jackson orders.

I shake my head.

“Now.”

“Jealous?” I murmur, opening my eyes to meet his green gaze.

“Yeah, now get over here.”

I shake my head. “Muff is comfy.”

Muff chuckles, and I feel it rumble through my cheek.

“Darlin’...” Jackson warns.

“Jackson,” I murmur.

He leans over, swatting my ass with his hand, hard. I yelp, and my mouth drops open.

“Want another one?” he growls, his eyes blazing.

“You bully!”

“Here,” he says, pointing to his chest. “Now.”

“Better go, princess,” Muff laughs. “He’ll get all caveman soon and throw you over his shoulder.”

I grunt, and lift myself from Muff. I kneel between the two of them, looking down and admiring the very impressive view. Jackson points to his chest, and I grin, shaking my head.

“I’m still hungry, are you going to make me some food?”