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breathed through her nose. He tried to back out, but she grabbed his
buttocks and pulled him deeper.
Trey cried out and tightened his hold on her head.
 Good job, baby. Now pull back then let him slide back down
your throat. Remember to breathe through your nose, Troy s voice
guided in a husky whisper.
She swallowed and eased Trey s cock deeper in her throat.
Excitement raised goose bumps from their hiding places all over her
body. As she watched, she knew she was doing a good job. All she
wanted was to make these two happy, and in return, she was making
herself very happy. Focusing, she slid him in and out of her throat,
breathing when she slid him out.
After one more time down her throat, she felt him stiffen.
Trey cried out,  I m going to come. Oh, fuck.
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 Swallow all his cum, Troy firmly ordered into her ear.
Muscles going taut, Trey yelled,  Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. A brutal
shudder shook his body, and he released his male essence into her
sucking mouth. Swallowing quickly, she took all he offered.
Troy s hands caressed her back.  You did a great job, baby. Now
lick him clean. Make his orgasm last.
Trey stood before her weakly, drained from his release. She was
amazed that he moaned every time she licked his cockhead. Looking
up at his face, she could see that her tongue was making his pleasure
continue to last. Keeping it up, she licked him for a few minutes then
Troy pulled her to her feet and led her to the bed.
Standing next to the bed, Troy removed her bra and panties. If
looks could eat, she would have been eaten. Bringing his hands to her
breasts, he plucked and rolled her nipples. When her head fell back,
he moved one hand down to her pussy and tested her folds for
readiness. Finding them dripping, he groaned.
Releasing her, he climbed on the bed.  Come here, baby. I want
you to ride me. That s it. Straddle me and slide that pretty pussy down
my pole.
Climbing on top of him, she spread her legs and positioned her
opening over his cockhead. Slowly, she impaled herself, pushing his
heavy cock through her delicate tissues. She groaned and put her
hands on his chest then moved her hips up and down.
 Oh, baby. Your little pussy feels so good. Damn. Ride me
harder. Moving his hands to her shoulders, he pushed her down
harder.
Trey climbed on the bed and grasped her hips, rocking her back
and forth, grinding her hips into Troy s.
Gasping in pure delight, she gloried in the feel of his thick cock
buried deep in her body, his dick caressing her hidden, secret walls,
and Trey s hands guiding her hips. The pressure was building and
building. Rocking her hips harder, she made them both cry out. She
was so close. Just a little more and she could find nirvana.
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 She hasn t come yet, Trey. I think she needs a spanking.
 I do believe the time is right. Without another word, Trey
pushed Branda down on Troy s chest and smacked his palm down
across one ass cheek then the other, two times each.
Her pelvic muscles clenched. She loved it when they controlled
her.
 Do it again. Her little pussy milks my cock when you do that.
Bringing his palm down again, he kept it up until she screamed
and went rigid. Every strike to her ass sent a shocking sensation of
pleasurable fire to her clit. Troy s dick plunged deeply into her silky
flesh, adding to the fire. Time seemed to stand still. All she could do
was ride the waves of ecstasy. Slapping sounds filled the room. The
aura around her suddenly shattered, and the fire raged hotter. A
second scream sounded from deep in her throat. Through the steamy
haze, she heard Troy growl.  Oh, fuuuck. His body bowed hard
beneath hers, holding them both suspended for long intense moments
before he crashed back down to the bed.
She lay heavily on top of him, not able to move at all. Trey s
hands were running up and down her back, stopping sometimes to
squeeze her round globes. She shivered when she felt his lips kiss
each mound then place small kisses up her spine. At her neck, he
scooted her hair aside, kissed her neck, and whispered huskily,  You
are awesome. Such a pretty little submissive. So responsive to our
touch, tesoro mio. Ti amo. I love you. Ti amo, tesoro mio.
Heart racing, she said,  I love you, too. Do you two think I can be
your submissive again sometime?
Troy s chest rumbled with laughter.  Darling, as far as I m
concerned, you are my submissive from here on. Mia piccola
sottomessa. Slapping her butt, Troy said,  Get some rest. You are
going to need it, mia piccola sottomessa.
 What does mia piccola sottomessa mean?
 It means my little submissive.
 Oh. I like that. I also like being your submissive.
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Troy clasped her tightly to him then stated,  Trey is right. You are
a treasure.
Getting up, Trey turned off the light then returned to the bed.
 Quit hogging her.
Kissing the top of her head, Troy rolled Branda to her side. He
couldn t hold back a disappointed groan when their bodies separated.
 There. Are you happy now?
Trey spooned Branda.  Yes, very.
 Good. Let s get some rest, Troy grumbled tiredly.  I plan on
having her again in a couple of hours. Rest while you can, little
angel.
Snuggling to both of them, she felt a blanket of contentment wrap
around her heart. The feeling warmly spread throughout her body,
cocooning her from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
Darkness drifted in, and she went to sleep with the scent of Troy and
Trey enveloping her.
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Chapter Fourteen
A kiss on the back of her neck woke Branda. She groaned,
keeping her eyes closed.  Not right now. I ll be your submissive later.
I m tired. You kept me up too much last night, go away.
The lips came back.  I m sorry, mia piccola sottomessa. I ll try
not to drive you so hard tonight. I hate to tell you this, but I can t go
away. Nonna wants you to go over to our house. She is going to teach
you to make our favorite meal. Chicken saltimbocca, spaghetti with
pinot grigio and seafood. Plus, chocolate hazelnut ravioli for dessert.
Branda made a  humphing sound then covered her head with a
pillow.
Troy pulled it off and licked the shell of her ear.  I have coffee
ready for you.
 When is this miracle cooking supposed to happen?
Troy s hand caressed her shoulder.  The lesson is in about an
hour. Nonna is a good teacher. She ll make it fun.
A frown crossed her brow.  Sheesh, what time is it? And why
can t your favorite be ravioli from a can?
He swatted her bare ass.  It s two o clock in the afternoon. By the
way, don t let Nonna hear you say that about ravioli. She d probably
have heart failure. Be a good little wife and learn to cook for us.
Nonna will love you forever if you pay attention and learn to cook for
her favorite grandsons.
Rolling over, Branda looked at him quizzically.  Troy, how did
you two decide which one of you I would marry? She hoped she
hadn t shown favoritism toward Troy. It would break her heart to hurt
Trey.
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 Quit looking so sick. You didn t do anything. At her
questioning look, Troy said,  Remember, we can feel your emotions
and your pretty face is an open book, easy to read. Back to your
question. It was a simple matter. I m the oldest. That alone meant I
get the privilege of marrying you.
 Trey s all right with it? You don t think us getting married will
change things, do you? Will we all still be happy together? Maybe we
shouldn t get married. Why mess up a good thing? The twins were
the best thing that had ever happened to her. She couldn t let them go.
 No cold feet, my little angel. There is no way you are getting out
of this marriage. You are my family, and I need you to have my
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