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hauled her up to her hands and knees.
    The mattress shifted under Lance’s weight as he knelt close to her face, his cock in his hand. “Suck it, little one, suck that dick, nice and long.”
    For some ungodly reason, as if for permission, acceptance, or just a need to see his reaction, Hannah’s eyes whipped sideways to find Billy’s wild, tortured gaze staring back at her. “You wanted this.” It seemed as though every tight word he spoke was kicked out of him. “You wanted to drive me crazy—now you have. So suck him.”
    She trembled—breathless, eager, a little desperate—and parted her lips wide open, accepting Lance’s cock as he held the base and shoved it into her mouth. She moaned as the long column filled, the tip meeting with her throat. Her clit burned with moist heat, her pussy soaked with juices.
    Billy moved to the foot of the bed, one hand burrowing between her legs. His fingers pried through her curls and he inserted one, then two fingers inside her. “You’ve never been this wet,” he said in a heady whisper.
    His other hand started to tease the entrance of her ass with his thumb. He circled the ring of muscle, teased, caressed, pressed in. “So tight here. Open up, Hannah, my dick goes right here, right in this tight little ass…just like this.” His thumb bit into her ass and tore through her entrance, penetrating deep.
    Hannah’s body jerked, near bursting from want, sensations, from the biting feel of two big, aroused males. Lance’s cock jabbed into her mouth and splattered her tongue with the emerging drops of semen that dribbled down the tip.
    Lance moaned as if in a daze, the mixture of booze and lust slurring each word he spoke, making his moves slow. “She your girl, Billy?”
    Billy kept toying with her pussy, his thumb circling inside her ass, opening her.
    “Shut up, Lance.”
    “Shut up?” Lance’s chuckle vibrated in his cock, in Hannah’s mouth. “Does this bother you, Billy, her sucking my cock?”
    Billy’s answer was silence.
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    “Would it bother you if I came all over her face, spread my come all over her chin and lips?”
    Hannah could feel Billy’s jealousy, the tension in him as his hands stopped caressing and paused over her heated entrances, then left her completely. He remained quiet, breathing so harshly she could almost feel his breath on her back, the electric charge radiating from his body.
    Making a low, male noise of pleasure, Lance pulled out his cock and slapped it repeatedly to her lips. “Like that, do you, sweetheart?”
    “Yes, yes, yes.” She opened her mouth, wanting to take in his cock, the whole length of it in her mouth, but he kept slapping her parted lips with it fast. And all she could think was, Touch me, Billy, touch me more, don’t leave me, don’t stop…
    Lance halted all of a sudden, his penis glistening as it hovered close to her damp lips.
    She cocked her head and met his hazy green eyes. “Your boyfriend looks like killing someone,” he said, his chest heaving.
    Hannah shook her head. “He’s…not…my—”
    She yelped as Billy’s cock parted her ass and pushed into her.
    It was smoothed with lube and damp, advancing through the tight channel as one of his hands flattened on the small of her back and pressed her down, pinning her there, for his invasion.
    Hannah mewled, torn by a shattering sensation of stretching more than she could bear.
    “Take it in, Hannah,” Billy’s hot whisper reached her. “There you go, nice and slow.”
    His cock felt wider than ever. Her ass clamped hungrily around it, adjusting to his size while squeezing. Hannah gasped for air and gyrated her hips a little, suddenly wanting more, wanting him deeper, to move faster, for him to fuck her ass harder.
    Before she could even ask for it, he did. He pulled back and rammed back in. The air wheezed out of her, the sound silenced by a bulky pole of muscle poking into her