Steve was laying across the desk, very passively. His mind was busy worrying about having no clothes. The intrusion in his guts wasn't bothering him. ...t was almost like taking a dump, it was uncomfortable, but not painful. His ass hole was sore and raw, but he had gotten used to the dull thud of pain, that his throbbing sphincter sent.As Steve was thinking, the two brothers had reached his face. Steve looked up to see both of them erect again. Jose reached out and brushed Steve's lips, while. ”“The one we were in tonight?” I asked.“No, this was before the Thursday night became a regular thing. We were just out for a meal, the two of us, and got chatting to these two women at the next table. We ended up all going back to our place. We were all quite drunk and we opened another bottle when we got home. I could already tell that Sandra had an eye on Trish.”Momentarily her head dropped as a memory flashed before her eyes but then it came back up and she carried on with her story.“I used. I want to taste you fully, so don’t hold back.” I moan loudly as he kisses his way down my body. He pulls my legs out from under me and I land on my back with a delighted squeal. He smiles widely, and then begins to kiss a burning trail from my ankle to my thigh. I’m moaning and writhing by the time he reaches my soaked panties. I grin thinking he’s going to take me out of my misery and suck me into his mouth, but instead he moves his lips to my other thigh and mirrors the path he kissed on my. Makes me feel so sexy. So desirable. So naughty. Like when he just reaches into my pants and fingers me quickly, just to get a quick taste. He may like it too, but he has no idea how much I like it when he tastes me. My fingers are so wet. I can feel my pussy lips so swollen, so wanting. My pussy wants to be filled. It wants to feel something hard, stretching it. It wants his cock in it. Can’t. Mmmm…I want something inside me. I need to get off. It’s just building too much, and I have to get.