Always will.”
Wyatt pushed in slowly, his massive cock stretching her ass, the sensation of being filled in both holes overwhelming her. For the first time in years, she let herself feel something other than responsibility. “Now we’re carryin’ you, too. Wyatt’s lips brushed her shoulder, his breath hot against her skin. Let go.”
Her climax hit like a freight train, her pussy and ass spasming around their cocks, her cries echoing into the night. Let us carry you tonight.”
Josie’s breath caught, her heart pounding as the meaning behind his words sank in. Duke’s gaze met hers, dark and unreadable, while Wyatt’s eyes roamed her form with a hunger that made her clit throb. And yet, here they were, her sons, looking at her with a hunger that mirrored her own. “You’re so big.”
“You’re so tight, Ma,” Duke groaned, his voice strained as he held himself still, letting her adjust to his size. She tried to cling to her usual confidence, but her voice wavered, betraying the desire simmering beneath. Josie’s gaze drifted to the stock tank, its surface glinting like a siren’s call.
