“Deeeeeeeeeeeepeeeeerrrrrr!” As if he could. Any deeper his scrotum would be engulfed.
“Dammit!” He grumbled, “I need her legs up for a better angle.” Hiding his cell under his jeans but muting it for safety Mace made the decision to take the risk of untying her ankles. Pausing his drumbeat long enough to free them he then snatched them up in a vice grip strength. Raising her legs high Mace slammed straight down into Josie as she floods his cock in overflowing waves of warm cascading currents. “Hell yeah, weep all around my pecker. Scream, you beautiful piece of ass.” She heard pecker and ass but that was it.
Out in his truck Roman heard her and sighed, “How am I supposed to keep up with that? Josie’s in love with that shit.” He had to smoke a second Marlboro just to regain his nerve. “DP huh? If that’s what it takes, I guess I can get over being that close to another guy.” Smoke first. Was it sad he felt tempted to call the waitress Judy from River Rats?
Still wanting more freedom Mace was willing to take the risk. Reaching over her he awkwardly released her right wrist, then back across her for the left wrist. Escaping her bonds her hands raced around her lover’s back and dug her nails in scratching Mace like a wild animal.
“Owwww!”
Unexpectedly it made him drop her ankles and grab her wrists, pinning her to the mattress as he set about kissing her again, while keeping the oil rig pumping. Emotions fueled her fever as their kiss again became intimate. Wrapping her legs around his waist she complimented his rapid fire thrusts. Their bodies balls of sweat in their ferocious entanglement Mace broke away from her and pulled his dick out, Josie shrieking at his departure.
“Nooooooooooo!”
Forcing her over on to her belly he pushed her body onto her hands and knees. Taking her cunt from behind he snatched up her shoulder length brown hair and yanked her head back. He heard her spitting version of, “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! DOOOOOON’T STOP! YESSSSSSS!” Free hand slapping her cheek multiple times as his persistence made her insane, Mace felt himself ready to cum. He wanted to milk her insides extra hard so resisted.
Releasing her hair, he clamped his hands around her throat from behind and instantly enjoyed a snarling orgasm. Her body quaking hard Mace refused to give her a second to relax. Increasing his thunderous penetrations to the shrill echo of, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” It caught him off guard. Own her? No way. She had to have just been lost in her fantasy realm. Right? Temporary ownership at best. Had to be.
Finally making his way back, Roman found Mace choking her from behind but realized she liked it. Noting his return while shaking sweat beads from his eyes Mace grinned at Roman. Tolerating his watchful eye Mace lost his battle with restraint and torpedoed her interior. A load so massive that cum came oozing out around his insertions. Josie’s hissing became low whines of, “Mooooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeee!”
“Up for the DP?” Mace retaliated against any loss of energy quickly, he wanted to destroy Josie McKellen.
“You untied her.”
“Needed mobility. She likes this better. Pussy or ass? You choose.”
“You just nutted up her kitty, so ass it is.”
“Get warmed up.”
Mace withdraws from Josie and flops over beside her. Feeling him collapse next to her she pats along his body blindly until she could straddle his lap. Sitting up on Mace she reaches under her and guides his beast back inside her drooling cunt. Riding him hard as Roman took his pants back off she wailed at the top of her lungs. Fearing her hands free knowing she could remove her blindfold or scar him with her daggers he grabbed her hands and curled fingers with her.
Standing behind her just to watch her rise up over his dick and plunge downward time after time was porn star beautiful. Crawling on to the mattress and kneeling behind her Roman ran his hands up her spine to let her be aware of his arrival. Another blissful sigh of, “Yesssssssssss! Take me.” she slowed up just enough for him to spit on his cock then rub saliva on her anal rim.
Pressing in slowly Roman Randell ran straight up the center of the field. He like she, took it for the team. Once deep he began thrusting. Josie found herself torn between two lovers. Roman pulling her hair back took in one clutch of locks proceeded to claim one of her hands away from Mace to share in her duality. This allowed Mace to reinvest his grip in choking her, Josie McKellen lost her fucking mind.
Their seesaw repetition synched perfectly, both men thrived on making her hoarse. Orgasm after orgasm they fucked her silly. A first for both Mace Belmont and Roman Crandell, but they knew they could achieve it without failure. Memorable to say the least. Double nutting in both holes at nearly the same time Josie let Nashville know her appreciation. A second wind destruction on their part they took her another ten minutes until a final unified rapture. Void! Her body triggered an onboard seismometer. Palming her breasts Mace kept her challenging pose aloft.
Worn out, Roman pulled away and fell sideways behind her. Not wanting it to be over just yet Mace peeled from beneath her and forcefully escorted her around to face Roman. Taking her from behind again Mace not only tore up her sloppy twat a third round, but he also forced her head toward Roman and made her suck him off. Josie thrived and let it be known by her gurgles of deep throat diving that she adored her favorite Coach. After another lengthy barrage of jettisoned semen both men were purged.
Knowing he needed to get out before being busted Mace hopped up and grabbed his clothes. Tennis shoes on, cell in hand, he bolted for the door, stopping only to offer Roman a thumbs up. Roman too tired to respond just peaked an eyebrow and didn’t bother to question his streaking. He just figured his hotel room was close by. Josie did remove her ear plugs but kept the blinder on for a few minutes longer until her spasms slowed. Once that sleep mask came off, she stared without blinking. Thoughts addled she asked herself. “Dear God! Who was that masked me?” MAN! OH, MAN!
Holding off on getting dressed until under the walkway Mace caught his breath and made his way back to his truck parked at the dry cleaners. Waiting there behind the wheel watching their room he saw Josie step out for some air by herself, looking at her cellphone for messages.
Chuckling Mace pulled up her number from contacts and texted, “Hope you had a good night in class Mrs. McKellen. Sweet dreams.” Sending it he watched her receive and read it. Staring at the text in her hand Josie looked up as if in thought, peering into the darkness. Typing back to him Mace smiled.
“Thank you Mace.”
One more he thought, “Can I dream about you? LOL!”
Seeing her giggle at his sent reply she looks back at Roman snoring on the bed. Typing back, she shares, “Don’t you always?”
“Oh, it’s on.” He chuckles, “Do you think about my jerking off in front of you the other night?”
Still hot and heavy Josie fans herself leaning on the railing. “Is Piper nearby?”