“Where do you want us to please you?” Jericho asked, tilting my chin forward with his hand. “Everywhere.” I hissed. They lowered me with gentle strength, leaving my dress to drape over my thighs, but pulling it up for access from behind. I found myself straddled atop Jericho, my body exposed to the hips, my shoulders pressing breasts together, my hands still laced with Tom and Damian’s, their other hands still working fingers gently inside me. They opened my cumshot holes with methodical blowjob tenderness, and I blubbered my pleas like a wanting daughter spoiling shaved for her birthday presents. My fathers obliged me. Tom withdrew his fingers, spread my thighs with them, and let Jericho slowly sink his length into my dripping slit. Damian pressed his body against my back, his heat radiating into my homemade shoulders, down my spine, his cock pressing its tip against the relaxed gape he’d made of my asshole. He palmed his sullied hand over my mouth as he pushed his cock into me, and I sucked my ass off his fingers, looking back at him with eyes full of gratitude, then watching in perverse fascination as inch after inch of him disappeared into my shithole. My pelvis met Jericho’s crotch, and my ass squished against Damian’s. My licking tongue went limp in my mouth, my sucking lips gaped, and I moaned a mindless, hoarse tone. Their cocks pulsed within me, touching me deeply, parting my tender insides and pressing together along my nerve-swathed division. I released my white-knuckled handhold to shakenly support my weight above Jericho, but my back drooped spinelessly with the pleasure that ran along it, and with a pathetic cry, I fell onto his chest, my strength failing me once again. His lips found mine, and I shared my tongue with him as he shared me with Damian. They withdrew as one, letting my insides relax, leaving their heat to tease my wanting flesh, before driving in again, stuffing me, stretching me, piercing my sanctity and filth equally. My pelvis amateur elevated behind the curve of my spine, creating shadows along my back every time they entered me. My taint stretched to a ribbon between their reaming rods, glistening with lust that spilled from cunt, aching with the pleasure churning from my ass. I slid slickly along Jericho’s abdomen, feeling his muscles flex against me, feeling his lips and tongue taste me with the same paternal control in which he fucked me. I finally found the strength to lift myself with wobbly arms, and my shoulder blades pinched behind me as my bodily arch deepened, my belly still resting, my pelvis still elevating to take them deeper. Jericho rose with my kiss, then released me from it. I opened my eyes, and an untasted meal stood throbbing before me. I licked my lips up at Tom, and wrapped them around Daddy’s cock. Honestly, it’s not her. The girls found out that Ethan had his own software company, and they each told him their occupations. ‘Wow. ‘That’s not going to happen, not on my wages.’ Just as fast Anthony's smile returned as he softly drummed on the steering-wheel, gazing up into the rearview mirror taking in the beauty that laid upon his backseat, her unconscious face shaved blowjob turned so that Anthony could easily count every freckle that dawn her fair complexion. By the time we had drank and ate I excused myself to the restroom and sent her a text asking if she was available. “I am!” Monica groaned. “I would never do that!” I hissed, homemade indignation bursting through me. I said. And Tom, you are a great cocksman. Anyway, what other choice do they have? “Yeah, good idea” she said. “That’s good. I was able to get into my bedroom before eleven without amateur having to face my cumshot mom.