Her Italian Wedding: A Forbidden MFM Menage Romance (Sweet Treats Book 9) by S.E. Law

Author:S.E. Law [Law, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

7

Melissa

I carefully work my way out of the reverse glory hole. My bottom is big and it’s stuck tight inside, but with some wiggling, I manage to get myself out.

Slowly, I straighten. Ugh, I must look a mess. My hair is probably going in all directions, and there’s a pinkish circular crease around my thighs and lower back where I pushed myself into the cut-out.

Not only that, but my little hole is completely used. I’ve taken two men back there, and both Matteo and Domenico were so enormous. They slid themselves fully into me, switching off with each other as I moaned with pleasure. My pink depths were plumbed, only to end with all three of us erupting with a mix of need, satisfaction, and sheer delirium.

Oh wow! How did that even happen? I try to get my thoughts in order before the two Italian stallions appear from the other side of the wall. They’re cleaning themselves up, and I can hear low murmurs as they talk. Was I able to differentiate between Domenico and Matteo? Will I be able to tell who’s whom?

I’m not sure. One man felt slightly thicker, and he had loose, pendulous balls that slapped against my folds every time he buried himself deep. The other man was just as long, but he has a curve in his rod that goes to the left. It probed right where I needed it, and I think I exploded ten times faster because it was hitting a particularly tantalizing spot.

My suspicion is that the first man was Matteo, and the second Domenico, but I don’t want to let on that I already have a good sense of who’s whom. After all, this game is fun. I love pushing my body to new limits and providing pleasure for men to enjoy. This is why I exist, and serving Matteo and Domenico with my curves makes me happy.

After a moment, the men reappear. Their huge forms loom tall and dominating in the small space, and they pause when they see me. My skin is still flushed, and I’ve since lost all of my clothing except for the lacy thigh highs and high heels.

“I felt constricted,” I explain, gesturing to the discarded bra on the ground. “My girls like to swing free when I’m having fun.”

Their blue eyes flare.

“Of course,” grinds out Matteo. He steps forward to cup the left hillock and tenderly rolls the nip between his fingers before corkscrewing off with a pop. I let out a little gasp, my eyes fluttering shut with pleasure.

“Oooh, that felt good,” I mewl, desperate for him to continue. But instead, Domenico’s procured a pack of wet wipes from somewhere, and the two men kneel before me.

“Spread your legs, cara,” growls Domenico, both of their gazes fixed on my private vee. “We want to clean you.”

Shocked, I do as they ask, and sure enough, the two Italian stallions pat gently at my pink folds with the damp paper. They’re tender and loving, and Domenico leans forward quickly to give me nub a quick suckle.

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