Cade and Diego look at each other. Cade smirks at me and gives me a peck on the lips.

“I’ll join your little party very soon if Diego permits it,” he promises before he lets me go and goes out of the room.

Diego steps slowly closer to me. His eyes never leave mine. Then his hands span my waist to pull me closer to his rock-hard body. He certainly doesn’t waste any time as his lips traverse the column of my neck in no time. He kisses my chin before they claim my own waiting lips that are slightly open.

He grinds his hips against mine. I can feel the bulk of his cock against my abdomen. My hands come down to loosen his waistband and push his zipper down. My hands creep into his underwear, feeling his hot skin, and he groans softly when I touched his cock and stroked it.

He curses in his native tongue, it seems. I know enough Spanish words to know it. He quickly undresses me, places my sunglasses on one of the tables and makes me kneel on the wooden coffee table, facing him. His feet a little wide apart, I hold his huge shaft with both hands and begin to stroke him. He smells good, all man and musky. He caresses my hair as he stares down at my face.

I twirl my tongue over the tip of his big cock, and he softly groans. I lick it on the underside and the upper side. I play its head with the tip of my tongue. Then I start to lick all through down the root of his arousal and pendants. He holds a handful of my hair as I continue to lick up and down the length of his long and massive manhood. Meanwhile, his other hand caresses my chin and cheek. Next, I begin to suck the head until halfway down. He’s really huge for me to swallow him whole. I then suckle and take him in and out of my wet, warm and soft mouth. I continue to do it for some minutes.

“Turn around,” he softly commands. His voice is a bit hoarse because of his raging desire.

I do as instructed, without any complaint. I’m now on all fours, and I feel his hands grip my small waist. He slams right into my damp pussy without ceremony.

Oh, fuck! That feels so good!

I can feel his hugeness caressing my vaginal walls. It makes my eyes roll back. There is something in that delicious feeling he creates deep within me. It’s curious.

I moan as he plunges again and again. Countless of times, in fact. His one hand finds the swell of my breast and slightly massages it and pinches the taut pink nipple.

I moan softly as he keeps doing what he does. Then I feel his other hand leave my waist to go downward and rub my attention seeker of a nub.

Oh, God! It feels so fucking great! His fingers rub it in a circular motion with the right amount of pressure. He bends over to kiss my shoulder and back, without breaking his pace.

After some moments later, he slams his cock harder into my femininity, making me groan louder than before. He clamps my mouth with one hand and goes on fucking me harder! My moan is trapped in the back of my throat. I can’t hold it anymore. How can I when he’s fucking me like that? It’s blowing up my mind!

My juice comes flooding to wash his erection, and I feel him come, spilling it inside my pussy, too.

Fuck! I let him come inside me!

The door suddenly bursts open. Cade walks in and locks the door once again.

I can see his eyes smoky with desire as he watches us. He walks toward us by the coffee table and he sheds off all his clothing.

I notice Diego pull up his underwear and cargo trousers and walks out of the door. But he looks over his shoulder to gaze at me before he closes it tightly. I think I caught something in his eyes but perhaps it’s just my imagination.

I swallow when I look at Cade once again. His smirk is now pasted on his face.

“You like Diego, I can clearly see it,” he teases me.

He’s got the nerve!

I just try to ignore him. His hands are now caressing my body. His fingers part my very wet labia caused by Diego’s and my juices mixed together. His thumb rubs my swollen bud, and I can’t help but let out a moan.

He turns me around to face him. My back is now against the surface of the coffee table. He lifts my legs to push them together toward my body, making my bottom be exposed to the air. He then drills my center without any foreplay. His cock is almost as big as Diego’s.

Fuck! This man can really drill good, too.

I can’t help but grunt as well. He smiles at me teasingly as he looks into my eyes.

“Good, eh?” he mutters, ramming my exquisite peach.

I just moan as a response to it and to him.

Cade keeps on driving in and out of my body. Hard and deep. Never stopping. Then he spreads my legs apart to rest on either side of his lean chest as he pulls my hips up. Half my back is now supported by the coffee table, so my hands clutch on the edge.

He goes on to thrust inside my femininity again and again. Persistently. Incessantly.

I gawp at his handsome face. He’s enjoying this more than I do, though. But still, I can’t keep from moaning when he hits the right spot of my walls. The tempo increases, a hint that he’s going to come anytime soon.

Oh, fuck! He is going to make me come, too.

I groan as I release my juice, body convulsing. He, however, withdraws his cock and lets his come flow over the small V below my abdomen. Then he rubs the head of his cock around my still swollen pea.