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ABIGAIL
I was being f****d by both of my husbands. Together. At the same time. It wasn’t Gabe in my mouth and Tucker in my p***y. They were filling my ass and p***y. I was so full I was overwhelmed. These men surrounded me, filled me, claimed me. There wasn’t an inch between us. Not in body, not in mind.
They were mine. I was theirs.
The feeling of taking both of them was so intense. I felt stretched, used, but the feelings their attentions brought about were worth it. Even the slight burning of being so open to them only added to the pleasure. Even my tingling, sore bottom added to it. Each time Gabe shifted his hips, he bumped the tender flesh. And when Tucker cupped my breasts and pinched my n*****s, there wasn’t one inch of me they didn’t control. Didn’t pay attention to. Didn’t
