I pull my thumb out of her mouth and then spank her again.
"Harder…" she whimpers.
"What do you want, Saige? You want me to smack your ass harder, or do you want Nolan to fuck your pussy harder?"
"…Both."
Nolan wraps her hair around his fist and then places one foot on the bench seat, kicking her legs further apart and pulling back hard while he gives her what she wants, punishing her with his dick. She looks at me, her eyes desperate—begging—and then I raise my hand and bring it down on her ass, once…twice…
By the third time, she's coming, her entire fucking body shaking while she screams.
It's music to my fucking ears.
"Ahh! Don't stop! Fuck!"
Tears run down her cheeks. I look at the handprint on her ass, and I feel a weird sense of pride.
Mine, I think again.
I'm jealous that Nolan got to fuck her through it. I need him to come; I want my turn to fuck. Watching his hips slam into her, I think about how good it would feel to shove my dick in his ass and fuck him into her. Jesus, I bet he'd come like a fucking faucet. IknowI would.
But he didn't say ten. He said nine…maybe.
I reach between his legs, cupping his balls as he slams into her. "How did it feel when she came?" I ask him.
"Fuck…like my dick was in a fucking vise grip."
I slide my other hand down the back of his pants and slip two fingers into his ass, pumping them in and out of him, watching his head drop back and his eyes close.
There you go…come for us.
He practically growls, his pace slowing, but his thrusts maintain the same brutal force as he fills her pussy with cum. When his body stills, he lingers there for a minute, his dick buried to the hilt, before pulling it out and sitting on the bench seat. He brings his lips to hers, and her body relaxes.
But not for long. Because now it's my fucking turn.
I don't even think she's expecting it. Her eyes are closed while she smiles, gently toying with Nolan's bottom lip between her teeth.
She should have expected it, though.
"Dax! Fuck!" she cries as I easily slip my dick into her dripping wet cunt.
"Did you think you were going to get a break?" I ask, pumping my cock into her. "Fuck dolls don't get breaks, Saige."
"Good," she moans. "I don't want one."
"That's my fucking girl."
I grab her hair and pull hard, using it to hold her firmly in place while I fuck her raw, spurred on by the way she whimpers each time I slam into her pussy.
Nolan caresses her cheek with the back of his hand. "You're so pretty," he says. Then, he covers her mouth with his, burying her pretty little cries against his lips.
I miss them, but they're for him, too. And I like watching his hands roam over her body while I fuck her. I like him watching my dick sink into her the way he is now.
"I'm getting hard again watching you fuck her," he says.
I groan. "Mmm…you hear that, Saige? No breaks for a fuck doll, princess."
"Fuck…" she whimpers.
