Page 49 of Broken Pieces

We can’t risk her seeing our faces though.

Like Max said, it’s part of the game of fucking with her mind as we fuck with her body.

Teaching her a lesson of who owns that bratty little mouth will have to do for now.

She's close, Max mouths and I watch as she rocks her hips on his knee.

Grabbing her jaw, I hold her mouth open and spit inside.

She lets out a strangled cry as my spit hits her tongue. “Mmmaa,” she sounds like she’s trying to sound out our names, but can’t quite manage it and I realize it’s because she’s coming.

Jesus fucking Christ.

This girl really will be the end of me.

I grab her skirt, quickly pulling it up and we both watch as her light pink panties darken with her release. Max pulls his knee away and she drops to her feet.

Whilst he keeps her blinded and pinned to the wall, I crouch down to slowly drag her panties down.

“Please don’t,” she whimpers as she weakly grabs my shoulder, but doesn’t try much more than that to stop me.

If she keeps refusing us what we want, I will definitely have to turn her around and fuck her senseless, no matter what Max says.

I could use the dildos she loves so much, but I’m still jealous of the fucking things.

The only things I want inside her are attached to mine and Max’s bodies.

I’m so fucking pent up, I can barely see straight and the scent of her pussy right in front of my face is my undoing.

I can’t help myself as I whip my cock out and aim it at the panties around her knees. Before I even manage one pump, I’m spilling inside them, filling the fabric up with my come.

She whimpers, her knees locking as she hears everything I’ve done.

With a content sigh, I straighten up. Max’s face is a picture and I stifle a laugh.

Your turn.I wave my hand towards the come filled panties.

Max’s jaw clicks as he shakes his head, contemplating what to do.

It’s risky playing with her here, but we’re risking everything everyday we sneak around, playing our dirty games.

As he moves one hand down to his zipper, I wrap my hand around Violet’s throat. “Maddox? What are you doing?” I press a finger to her lips and she sniffles, but she keeps her mouth shut.

Good girl.

She’s learning quickly.

Max pumps himself hard, the loud sounds of flesh slapping against flesh makes Violet try to shrink back and some of my come leaks from her panties. I tighten my grip on her throat and she stills.

Max barely lasts longer than me and he aims his cock, adding his come to mine.

He straightens himself out then he carefully pulls her panties back up, settling the pool of come against her pussy.

“Oh my God, is that?” She squirms, her legs parting as she tries to avoid the feeling of the wetness on her.

Max is already walking away and I tap her pussy twice, digging my fingers in deep so our come really soaks up into her.

I can't help but imagine her really filled with come, so fucking full of it every second of the day as we breed her.