Fill me twice

…

Another orgasm straightens my thoughts again. I can sense Aaron getting close. His body has become more rigid, his breathing quicker, his thrusting into my mouth more purposeful. I deftly handle his length. I know how to please him. Then, almost as if he was speaking to me through thoughts and reactions, I know he’s ready. His hand grabs the back of my head and pulls it down towards him, impaling my face. He grunts and then thick semen starts to pour into my mouth, coating it in its warmth. With a natural ease, I swallow his familiarity while my nose is pinned to his abdomen. I smell his soapy skin and taste his essence and am enthralled by all of it.

From behind me, his thrusts now at their climax, or so I think, Mr. Can’t Remember His Name, groans loudly and then begins unloading his thick juices into my waiting pussy. Over and over he spews and convulses, more and more seed spilling out and into me. The feeling gives me chills as another orifice of mine has been successfully coated with cream. An unexpected orgasm overcomes me and I know it’s because both men have come inside of me at nearly the same time. I’m a Queen. I eject Aaron’s cock from my mouth and scream loudly into the room, my body a convulsing wreck.