“Let’s not get nasty,” I intervened calmly. “What’s important is figuring this out.”
But the big man was a stubborn motherfucker, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.
“Yeah, but I want to hear it from Miss Know-it-All,” he growled, staring at Katy, blue eyes penetrating. “So what’s your solution? What’s the answer to all this?”
And to her credit, Katy didn’t lose her temper, instead taking a deep breath.
“I don’t have an answer,” she said softly, looking him straight in the eye.
He let out a grunt then, turning away.
“Thought so,” he grunted dismissively. “I’ll be in my room.”
But this was where Katy stepped up to the plate again, and I was never so proud. She put her curvy body between him and the door, literally blocking the way, and tipped her chin up at him, pressing her small hands against his chest.
“No Jason,” she said softly. “Like I said, I love you and we’ll figure it out together. That starts now.”
And reaching up, she placed her lips on his, craning her neck to meet his form, his mouth unresponsive at first. But feeling that pink pout, those luscious breasts pressed against him made the man burst into action. Jason was on her like white on rice, his hands trailing possessively, caressing those huge tits, stroking her curves, even running through her thighs, touching her sweet spot like he couldn’t get enough.
“Fuck,” he rasped into her mouth. “I’ve missed you. Why am I so weak?”
And Katy just murmured against his lips, gasping as he stroked her kitty through her panties, making her mewl and gasp in his arms.
“You’re not weak,” she whispered hoarsely, “you just love me, that’s all.”
And fuck, but the fire leapt at her words, becoming a burning inferno. Because it was true. We loved her, and couldn’t resist the beautiful girl. And although I was better behaved than Jason, I missed Katy just as much. It was like time had slowed to a stop, come to a standstill without her. So to have the girl now, willing and wet in our trailer once more was like three green lights flashing, a great big Go.
And I was on her in an instant, her back pressed to my chest as I ran my hands over her ass, squeezing those sweet cheeks, the orbs fleshy and bouncy.
“Baby girl,” I rasped hoarsely into her ear. “Do something for us.”
The girl twisted sinuously in our arms, that curvy body rubbing against Jason in front and me in the back, my cock weeping as her ass caressed it, punching against the front of my pants to find its mate, where it belonged.
“What, Brent?” she murmured throatily, already starting to reach for our cocks. “Anything, I promise.”
And that’s all I needed to hear.
“Honey,” I rasped again. “We need you to beg. These last two weeks have been so fucking awful, get on your knees and beg us to fuck you.”
Her eyes flew open again, twisting around to meet mine. The sweet pools of caramel were so luscious, so wide that I could have melted boneless into them. But I can be a nasty mofo too.
“Get on your knees,” I growled throatily, eyes burning. “Do it.”
And the girl gasped then.
“I- I’m not sure,” she stuttered. “I mean, of course I’ll beg you, I want you so much, but … my knees?”
And both Jason and I nodded, nostrils flaring, big bodies heaving.
“Absolutely,” he grunted. “Do it.”
And slowly, oh so slowly, she dropped to her knees, her curvy form quivering, looking at us wide-eyed.
“Like this?” she whispered, barely audible.
“Exactly like that,” I nodded.
But Jason was a dirty fuck and cocked his head, looking at her.
“No, it’s better if she’s naked,” he ground out. “Take off your dress and start over.”
And Katy colored then, the flush spreading beautifully over her cleavage, but her hands obeyed. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began undoing the buttons on her floral dress, the fabric falling away, and oh god, but the female creaminess made my dick jut out like the prow of a ship.
“Fuck,” I rasped, gazing at those mountainous white breasts, “you didn’t wear a bra.”
And she nodded slightly, flushing even pinker.
“I thought of you guys so often that my nips got raw rubbing against the fabric,” she whispered. “So I stopped wearing one, it was easier.”
And after all the buttons were undone, the thin cotton fabric fell away leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of pink panties.
“These too?” she whispered, breasts heaving up and down with excitement as she fingered the elastic, looking between me and Jason.