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“Yes.” I barely spoke the words through tremoring lips. Their hands moved, two still laced with mine, the other four sliding between cheeks, parting thighs, gripping fat, and spreading. Wetted fingers pushed slowly into my ass, three digits separated my petals, two hands held me open as I tightened my grip around the other two. “Just breathe, Willowbud.” Jericho’s kindly voice, “We would never hurt you.” “Relax.” Tom’s voice in my ear now, “We’ll make you feel like a woman.” “Like our little girl, all grown up.” Damian assured me as his fingers explored my rectum. I whimpered as the aching pleasure expanded in my nethers, creating molasses of my muscles, turning me into a creature of reluctant languidness. My legs grew weak, and with a soft cry, I fell into a chair of forearms and gripping hands, my back relaxing against a chest, my head resting on a shoulder. Tom’s fingers massaged me slowly from the inside, stretching my pussy with gradual presses of his fingertips, whispering soft nothings in my ear while his ecstasy turned my pelvis into jelly. Hands moved the dress off my shoulders, exposing caramel flesh, readied for pressing lips. My head tilted back as my bodice slid from my breasts, and the air tickled my erect nipples. Jericho’s hands released my spread glutes, navigated the curves of my waist, slid up my clothed belly, and gently gripped my jutted chest. He took my mature left nipple into his mouth, then my right; sucking gently, drawing me to aching nodes, coercing pleasant sobs from my parted lips. “Please.” I whimpered, “Please take me!” “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 holes with methodical tenderness, and I blubbered my pleas like a wanting daughter spoiling 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 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 asian 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 Daddy 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 elevated behind the curve of my spine, creating shadows along my back every time they entered me. My taint interracial stretched to a ribbon between their reaming rods, glistening with lust that spilled from cunt, aching with the pleasure churning from my twink 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. Of course the little bitch didn’t say a word back. Elvis had left the building. With my defenders outnumbered and without mounts, it was only a matter of time before Brandon got my flag. What was the satyr that he could do this to her? “This is asian my fate, now,” she said to her sister I smile and kiss her and lead her to the bedroom. In one push I slid my twink whole cock into her. I thought you were a good guy. He looked mature down at her gorgeous naked interracial body before getting down on his knees at the foot of the bed. On was on the exercise cycle, another on a leg spreader and the third was doing Daddy some floor exercises. Now I went mesmerized, how will I ask about women clothes from a man? I still entered the shop and asked about a few dresses. As she headed back to Karen, she heard Josh. Triot started. The rain is coming down in torrents.