I grabbed her head and shoved my cock into her mouth. “Three cocks,” I snarled. “Ain’t that a delight for a dirty whore?”Remembering that Ki...m wasn’t quite a consummate deep-throater yet, I made sure not to go too deep. I wanted to keep her holes filled, because that was what she wanted, wasn’t it? All those triple penetration videos she’d watched. Her eyes were like watery pools of sexual ferment. The noise at the back of her throat was halfway between agony and ecstasy, but there was no doubt. And the stegodragon lay on his back. Relaxed Botched Job let himself go down, sitting above the gigantic dick. It felt enormous and his ass was being pushed to the limit, but due to Grox’ magic spell he managed letting it slide a good way inside him. Immediately his ass began to wet up. And the more his ass juices flowed, the easier it became. Until at one point they found the right rhythm to go up and down, back and forth. From that moment on Grox dick grew in size and girth. Botched Job felt. I can’t sleep in a bra. I remove the elastic band holding my hair in a ponytail and allow my curls to spring free. David had settled in on the recliner. It is fully extended, nearly flat. His eyes drop briefly to my jiggling breasts as I approach, but he recovers quickly. He flips back a corner of the blanket for me and I see that he’s still wearing his jeans and t-shirt. The recliner is wide enough to fit two people lying side by side more comfortably than my sofa would. I turn off the lamp. “Oh Cole. I love you, baby. I don’t know how you did that to me. I just loved it.”“You told me what to do, Ginny. I never would have known. I loved that I could do something to make you so happy.”“Do something else to make me happy,” she said. “Get that cowboy dressed and put him in me. Make love to me some more, honey. Tell me how I can make you happy.”By nine o’clock, we were both pretty damned happy—and hungry. We drove in to the Sonic on Grand in town. We ate, but we did as much feeding.