Chase immediately pulled me onto his lap, his c**k hard against my thigh.
“Spread your legs,” he said, his voice rough.
I straddled him, gasping as he brought his c**k to my p***y, sliding in slow and deep.
“f**k, Hazel,” he groaned, his hands gripping my ass. “You’re so damn tight.”
I moaned as he filled me, the stretch perfect and overwhelming.
“God, Chase,” I murmured, my voice breaking. “Keep going.”
Marvin moved behind me, his hands warm on my back. “Think you can take two, Hazel?” he teased. I felt the oil as he spread it over my ass, easing me open.
“Yeah,” I panted, my body buzzing. “Do it.”
He pushed in slow, filling my ass. I gasped, my hands gripping Chase’s shoulders, the fullness intense, almost too much.
“Oh f**k, Marvin,” I moaned, my body adjusting to both of t
