Once she had found the cookie sheet and was squeezing out the dough into cookie shapes he came up behind her and unzipped his pants. She’d have to change them before her husband came home. “Are you being cheeky?” Joey came up behind her and put his fingers up her ass. She pretended not to notice their eyes following her as she passed them on her way to the kitchen but knew they would have a nice view on her way out. They were just watching her get fucked. They crowded around her greeting her warmly and none of them looking her in the eyes. Tara tried to pretend this wasn’t happening but it was difficult to keep placing cookies on the sheet when Joey was pounding her guts balls deep and it started feeling really good. Worn out now she rolled off of him and curled up at the edge of the bed. His hands ran the length of her long thighs. Still, she didn’t know what she could do about it. It’s excruciating in the best way and soon they would both be fully rooted inside her as she filled the centre of this Tara sandwich. You just do what you’re told and pretend you don’t love it.” With that, Cole thrust up inside her where they both wanted him
