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“She’s cumming again,” I tell him. I can feel her pussy squeezing, pulsating as she goes off around my cock. “Fuck, she’s working me up. I’m gotta bust.” I smile down at her, my long hair shadowing my face. “Pretty little thing like you, young and fresh. Bet you’d be easy to get pregnant.”

“Shut up,” Cash says, sweat beading his brow. He pulls out of Willow's mouth, letting her gasp for air. “I’m trying to make this one last.”

“No,” Willow manages to say before he shoves his dick back in. Her nails dig into my forearms, and she fights me even harder. It’s no use; I’m too big to push off.

“Come on, little doll, don’t you wanna make me a daddy?” I hold her down as she struggles and thrust harder. “I love it when you fight back.” She cries out around Cash’s dick, and I start to cum. “There you go, little doll. Fuck you were born for this.”

“She’s making a mess,” Cash says as he reaches down and scoops up some of my cum. “Don’t let this go to waste.”

I pull out just as the last of my cum spurts out and splashes across her cunt. Then Cash reaches down and pushes his cum-covered finger in her ass hole, lubing it up.

“That’s good enough,” I tell him before nudging the head of my wet dick where his finger is. “Move. I told you her ass cherry was mine.”

“I know, but I want a turn.” Cash pulls out of Willow’s mouth, his dick hovering over her face as cum drips on it.

“I’ll try not to wear it out,” I say with a grin.

“Please don’t,” Willow says, but we ignore her.

“Flip her over. We can get her from the front and back at the same time.”

“Goddamn, that’s gonna be a tight fit,” I tell Cash as we lift her off the floor.

“She can take it, can’t you, Low Low?”

Willow is sandwiched between us as Cash, and I kneel on the floor. Her front is pressed to Cash’s chest, and he bends down, taking her mouth in a soft, gentle kiss. I’m glad he’s got the mind to go slow and make sure she’s getting off on this. Not me.

“Hold her up for me, brother. I’m gonna have to fight my way in.”

“No, no, no,” Willow hisses as soon as the tip of my dick pops past the tight ring.

“Come on, little doll, you know you want this.”

“Fuck yeah, she does,” Cash says, and I feel his cock slip against mine before he lines up with her cunt. “This is what she begged for.”

Cash thrusts in from the front as I slide in another inch.

“It’s too much, too big.” Willow is shaking as she tries to get away from our hold.

“Breathe through it,” Cash tells her as his thrusts speed up. He’s so amped in his excitement that he can’t seem to slow down.

She gasps for air when I bend down and bite her shoulder. Not enough to break the skin, but it will leave a mark. Maybe even a small bruise. But by the time we’re done with her tonight, her body is going to be a road map of the fun we had.

All at once, I thrust into her ass until she’s seated against me nice and tight. Willow cries out, and I roar with delight. Cash’s dick rubs against mine over and over like he’s racing to the finish. His dick is pistoning into her so fast that it’s like he’s fucking the both of us.

Reaching between us, I grab her tits and pinch the nipples. Her ass clenches around the base of my dick, and I pinch them again.

“If you try to tell somebody, they won’t believe you,” I whisper into Willow’s ear. “Not when we’ve been so, so good to you.” I lick the shell of her ear before kissing my way down her neck. “Not when you let me nut in you raw.”

“I told you no,” she whimpers, and I pull out of her ass a few inches before I glide right back in.

I’m content to just hold myself in her ass all night while Cash jackhammers her cunt.

“Little doll,” I say, making a tsking sound. “That’s gonna be hard to explain when you start showing.” I put my hand on her belly and leave it there. “What are you gonna tell Mrs. Martha at the bakery when she asks you who the daddy is?”

“I-I don’t know,” she stutters as my hand moves lower and my fingers find her clit.

“You gonna tell them you got raped?” I slide my dick in her ass slowly, taking my time. “Because this don’t feel like rape. Does it, little doll?”