as long as he was clean and pleasured her too.
And he couldn’t be too drunk. Drunkards were a nuisance. They puked on the bed or fell asleep before she could even work a cock-stand out of them, much less see to her own pleasure. No thanks. That’s why she had settled on Wren earlier on. He was the most sober of the three, even if the other two were probably better looking.
All three looked sober enough now. Annie licked her lips at the sight of their tall, muscular bodies and impressive erections. The other two were called Rob and Tom, she had gathered from their conversation, probably short for Robert and Thomas. Robert was stunning, lighter in colouring than his two brothers. He had large sky-blue eyes and curly dark blond hair. Wren’s hair was straighter and almost brown. His eyes had a greyish shade. Thomas was a bit taller than the other two with broad shoulders, short dark hair and hazel eyes and his cock was a monster. Annie stared at it for a full minute before she was able to tear her eyes away from the sheer length and breadth of the thing. No way was that cudgel coming anywhere near her back entrance, she decided, although she wondered what it would feel like to have more than one cock inside her at the same time.
When she looked up at their faces, she realised that they had all followed her gaze. Grinning, Thomas wiggled his eyebrows and his cock at her. She realised that her thoughts must have been written all over her face.
“What shall we do with you, strumpet?” he asked.
“Shall we have our wicked way with you?” Robert, the angelic one, chimed in.
When she didn’t answer, Thomas asked Wren, “You didn’t fuck her earlier, did you?” as if they were discussing the weather.
Wren shook his head. “No, she sucked me off. Quite expertly.” Turning to Robert, he added, “You should have her that way too. You’ll like it.”
Robert nodded, stepping forward with a grin, but Thomas held him back. “Not so fast. We haven’t decided yet who should go first, have we?”
Thomas was obviously the oldest. There was no question that he was in command. He scratched his chin and looked thoughtful for a moment. Then he nodded slowly and a little shiver of anticipation crept down Annie’s spine. He grinned and said, “We’ll all have her at the same time.”
Annie went rigid, then managed to shake her head in protest. “No, please, sir.” Her voice sounded a bit squeaky.
Thomas raised his hand. “Quiet, strumpet!” he barked.
When she closed her mouth in shock he continued, “You’ll do as you’re told and you’ll not only be rewarded with money. You’ll also have the greatest fuck of your life. Do you want that? To be fucked so thoroughly that you’ll scream with pleasure and come harder than you could ever dream of?”
Annie stared. Did she want that? Oh God, yes!
Thomas apparently read the answer in her eyes, for he nodded. Then he began to arrange them all on the bed. She wondered again just what they were going to do to her when he told her to lie down in the middle of the bed, but she soon forgot to worry when six hands and three mouths began to explore her body, pleasuring her with their combined caresses.
Wren, who was kneeling on her left, was kissing her, slowly, thoroughly, running his fingers through her hair and stroking her face almost lovingly. His lips were soft but his kiss was firm and demanding, his tongue expertly exploring her mouth, while Robert was sucking her right nipple, massaging both her breasts and occasionally teasing the other nipple with his fingers. Annie’s eyes drifted closed as their gentle teasing sent ripples of pleasure through her body, straight down to her toes. The fact that she couldn’t see what they were doing intensified the feelings until every fibre of her body seemed to hum with intense pleasure.
Someone—Thomas, she thought—was kneeling between her legs, holding her lower lips apart while his wicked tongue ran through her