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pussy while he laved his tongue over her engorged clit. Her muscles clamped down around his finger as he slid his digit over her G-spot once more. He flicked his tongue over her clit rapidly, repeatedly, until he had her hips bowed up off the bed. She felt him gently grasp her sensitive nub between his lips and suck firmly as he rubbed the pad of his finger on her sweet spot. She clamped down on his finger hard as he sent her over the edge into ecstasy for the first time. She screamed and bucked, her body shaking uncontrollably, and felt her pussy gush her juices and knew she had covered his hand.

Chapter Seven

    Tara felt as if she was totally wrung out after Johnny and Clay had delivered her punishments. She gave a sigh and closed her eyes. She felt as if she were floating on a cloud. She had never been so relaxed or satiated in her life. She wanted to curl up and go to sleep.
    She felt Clay move up between her legs, and then she gave a groan as she felt him sliding the head of his cock along her slick, wet folds. She didn’t think she could handle any more of their attention. She gasped as she felt her folds stretch to accommodate Clay’s wide cock, the burning pain turning to pleasure as he popped through her tight flesh.
    “Oh yeah, baby. Your little cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock. Can you feel your pussy trying to pull me in? You’re incredible, Tara,” Clay rasped out as he pushed a little more of his cock into her body.
    Tara could see sweat rolling down over Clay’s face as he held still, giving Tara’s body time to adjust to his penetration. The feel of his cock sliding back a little then pushing forward another inch was pure heaven. She felt him wrap the palm of his hand around his balls and pulled down firmly to prevent his cock shooting off too early, but she wanted him buried in her now. She wanted to feel his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy and then to feel him bury himself into her body balls-deep as she felt her cunt ripple and clench around his rod, to feel herself climax around his hard flesh as she milked the cum from his balls, as he shot off deep inside her.
    She felt him slide back in again and push into her another couple of inches. They groaned together as their flesh pulsed, the sensations making her want to thrust her hips up into his and feel his cock to the hilt in her body. Much to Tara’s frustration, he held still as she felt the tip of his rod pushing against her tight flesh. She could feel a slight pinch as his cock stretched her virgin flesh. He held tightly onto her hips to control her movements, but she wanted to impale herself on his cock, to feel his hard rod stretching and filling her to capacity.
    “Clay. Oh God. What are you doing to me? Please,” Tara cried.
    “Please what, baby?”
    “Please, fuck me,” Tara yelled as she tried to wiggle her hips.
    “Tara, hold still. You need to let Clay set the pace, sweetheart. If you go too hard too fast, you’ll end up hurting yourself,” Johnny stated off to her side.
    Tara turned her head to see Johnny climbing on the bed totally naked. She hadn’t even been aware he had moved to remove his clothes. He was built like his brother, only there was more of him. He had more muscles than Clay, was a few inches taller, and his cock looked to be longer, but just as wide as his brother’s. His dark-brown hair flopped over his forehead, and his hazel eyes pinned her to the spot when she moved her gaze back to his.
    “I can’t wait anymore, Tara. I need that sweet mouth on my cock. Open up, sweetheart,” Johnny commanded as he ran the tip of his cock over her full lower lip.
    Tara slid her tongue from her mouth and ran it over the small hole of Johnny’s cock. The salty, spicy flavor of his pre-cum had her wanting to devour him. She licked around the head of his rod and gave a growl of approval at his groan.
    “Oh yeah. That’s it, Tara, get me nice and wet so you can suck me down. Your mouth feels so