Third-Degree Burn [Southern Heat 3]
answered, intensely staring into her eyes. “It’s all yours.”
    Then you need to keep playing with that big prick for me. I like it when it’s thick and long.”
    “It gets aroused every time I look at you. Do you want to see how big it can get?” Shane asked, smiling devilishly at her.
    “Yes, I want you to jerk on it until clear juice oozes from the tip,” she said, licking her lips.
    “I want to see a full set of tits. Dakota take out the other one,” Shane told him.
    “You got it,” Dakota replied, opening two more buttons, exposing her right tit.
    “They are magnificent…like two healthy cantaloupes just waiting to be sucked on,” Shane told her, getting to his feet.
    Kayla sat between Shane and Dakota on the outdoor sofa. They caressed her breasts, kissing her and licking the side of her neck. She felt her heart racing as they squeezed her tits and sucked on her breasts. Her nipples were swollen and sensitive. The pleasure caused her clit to pulsate with anticipation.
    “Do I have to pry open your smooth, soft thighs, or will you oblige me?” Dakota questioned.
    Kayla spread her long legs, revealing the white lace, crotchless panties she brought with her as a spare. Dakota massaged her growing, pink bud with his middle finger, forcing her juices to flow. Shane pinched her right nipple as he tongue-kissed her slowly. The two men explored her body, sliding their hands over her soft, warm skin.
    Dakota paused for a moment, interrupting the irresistible foreplay. “You didn’t forget about Shane, did you?”
    Catching her breath, Kayla asked, “What do you mean?”
    “You love it when we play with you. You’re always ready for us to eat your pussy and suck on these big tits of yours. He pulled out his cock for a reason. You watched him jerking on it until it was rock hard, and you loved it. What are you going to do to relieve him?”
    “I do want to help you, Shane. What do you want me to do?” Kayla questioned.
    “You’re gonna get up and bend over. It’s my turn to fuck that sweet ass,” Shane replied.
    Kayla looked apprehensive. “I’m still sore from Dakota pumping me back there.”
    “You need to trust us, Kayla,” Dakota said. “The more we poke you in the rear the easier it will become. Soon, you’ll be begging us to do it on a regular.”
    Shane was busy lubing his shaft. “We love breaking in that tight, stuck-up ass, girl. Soon, you’ll want our big dicks packing your butt all the time.”
    “Please, Shane, don’t make me do it,” she pleaded.
    “Shhh,” he replied. “Turn around and bend over. I’ll play with your pussy while I fuck this sweet piece of tail.”
    When Kayla obeyed, Shane stepped out of his gray boxers and kneeled behind her. Spreading her butt cheeks apart, he licked the crack of her ass, tonguing her rectum, fingering her clit.
    Convulsions of scintillating pleasure sprang from her ass and vagina and then spread throughout her body. The longer he touched her the more she relaxed, wanting him to do exactly what he was about to.
    Walking to the back of the sofa, Dakota pulled his cock from his shorts and stroked it in front of her face. She tried to resist his advances, but it was hopeless. The time to engage had already begun.
    Shaking his dick an inch from her mouth, he said, “Wanna taste it, Kayla? I can’t believe our luck. You have got to be the finest piece of ass in the entire city. You’re shameless and so hot. You’re like someone dying of thirst. You know how big our pricks are, but you keep craving them. You can’t get enough.”
    “Do you want to give him a blowjob while I fuck you in the ass, baby?” Shane asked.
    Nodding her head, she said, “Yes, that’s what I want, what I need to do. I have to taste it again.”
    “Stick out your tongue for me, Kayla. Show me how much of a nasty girl you really are. You need to make me want to feed your mouth with my huge cock,” Dakota said.
    Kayla did as he told her to. She stuck her tongue

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