#munsongrove

"you just love having daddy's thick cock in your pretty little mouth, don't you sweetcheeks?"

"be a good little whore and take daddy deeper... just like that... such a good slut..."

"who was this made for? who's throat is this?" he squishes your cheeks as you gurgle around him, trying to answer, and he just laughs, not taking his eyes off you for a second.

"you like that? you like it when your mouth is full of daddy's cock?"

his voice is low and husky, which makes everything he says even hotter, and you can feel arousal pooling in your panties, slippery and sticky, begging for someone to touch you where you need it. as if that wasn't enough, you feel Eddie's chest press into your back, crouched right behind you. his hands move down, playing with your body and touching you everywhere before dipping down between your legs. his fingers touch you feather light, tantilizingly gliding over your clit and your emtpy hole as he gathers up arousal. he lets out a low chuckle.

"oh yeah, she likes that Hargrove. shit, she's dripping all over me..."

Eddie's been fascenated by you and Billy for a while, your chemistry, the way you react to him. he's overjoyed - and painfully hard, about to burst out of his fucking pants - that he gets to see you up close like this. Billy looks down at you again, and your stomach flips.

"are you making a mess on Eddie, sugar lips?" he sighs, then looks back at you again. "you're going to have to find some way to say sorry. can you do that dollface? can you say sorry Eddie?"

He knows you can't, and they both shudder when you try, gurgling around Billy's cock. Eddie laughs lightly behind you.

"you know, sweetheart," his lips are right by your ear, and Billy's cock throbs as you both look up at him. "I think we can make an even bigger mess..."

his fingers finally, finally push into your tight hole, and all three of you make inhuman noises as Eddie fingers you. he praises you so sweetly, playing you like a guitar, finding every single spot inside you that needs touching. after a few minutes, he removes his hand, and you find yourself missing the way the cold metal bites into your skin. he holds it up for Billy to see, and you watch Billy's eyes widen. his grip on your hair tightens, and Eddie chuckles behind you. "shit, Munson," Eddie plays with the slick dripping between his fingers, and Billy fucks your throat a little faster. "do that again."

Eddie laughs this time, and when he touches you again, you feel how obscenely wet you made his hand in such a short amount of time.

NO HET BULLSHIT 🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️