~Bianca
Miller leaned over my head, his thick c**k hovering just inches from my lips. "Open up, B. Take my c**k in your filthy mouth."
I opened my mouth, and he slid back. At the same time, I felt Jax’s massive hands grab my knees, shoving them back toward my shoulders. He didn't use any lube; he didn't need to. I was already wet and slippery with anticipation.
He lined himself up and pushed. "Your p***y is so f*****g good, B."
I let out a muffled scream into Miller’s shaft as Jax buried himself inside me in one heavy, stretching thrust. It felt like I was being split in half. Jax was even bigger than Miller, and my p***y felt like it was screaming as it fought to accommodate him.
"God, you're tight," Jax groaned, his voice shaking. He started to move, his thrusts powerful and rhythm
