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He kisses me again, even harder this time. I groan against his mouth. His rough hands squeeze my breasts.

“Yes,” I say, breathless.

Tag grins. “You like that?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I do,” I admit. He squeezes my breasts harder. My nipples strain against my bra.

Another hand fiddles with the waistband of my pants. Tanner is there, pulling them down along with my panties. He doesn’t waste any time, immediately sucking my clit into his mouth.

“Oh god, yes,” I cry out. “Don’t stop.”

Tanner inserts one finger, then two, then three. He pumps in and out of me quick, kissing and licking my pussy the entire time.

“Keep going, I’m going to come!”

My climax comes quickly, hot female juices flowing over Tanner’s face. Tag stops kissing me so Tanner can dip his fingers into my mouth, making me taste myself.

“So sweet, baby,” he says. “And now you’re ready for my shaft.”

In no time, his pants join mine on the floor, and his enormous rod is deep inside my swollen twat. I open my mouth to cry out, and it’s filled with another hard shaft. Trace stands above me, smiling. “That’s it, baby. Suck me while Tanner drills you hard.”

I close my lips around his stiffness and lick the tip like a hungry cat. Mmmm, his meat tastes so good. I bob my head to the rhythm of Tanner’s thrusts.

“You’re so tight and wet,” Tanner pants. “I want to be inside you every day.”

I want that, too, I want to scream, but of course, my mouth is stuffed full.

One of the guys, I can’t see who, lifts my shirt and removes my bra. It must be Tag. He’s sucking on my tits now.

It’s too much for my body to handle, and I reach a new peak of ecstasy before dissolving into sparkles. The clenching walls of my inner channel trigger Tanner, and he thrusts deep inside one last time before depositing a huge load of spunk.

I wrap my hand around the base of Trace’s fat rod and suck faster, harder, until he releases into my mouth. I swallow down his entire load, licking my lips when he pulls out.

Tag kisses me again.

“It’s my turn,” he growls. He flips me over and pummels my ass, leaving another load of cum there. I’m completely full of their seed once again, and yet, this is right. This feels so good, and I mewl with pleasure, knowing that I’m with my men.

But then a thought hits me out of nowhere. This is exactly where we were a few days ago. I’ve done it again. I made love to Tag, Tanner and Trace without the promise of more. What if this was just a goodbye moment?

More tears finally flow from my eyes. The guys, who were all smiles after such a good time together, frown.

“Kendall?” Tag asks, his voice gentle.

“I need you all to leave,” I say in a trembling voice.

“Kendall—”

“Leave. Now!”

I point towards the door to let them know I’m serious. They try to protest, but finally they get dressed and walk out, their tall forms disappearing as the door closes.

I bury my face in a pillow and cry.

How could I have been so stupid again? I gave the milk away for free again, but this time, Tag, Tanner and Trace are gone for good.

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