CHAPTER Forty

  Amanda

  There was no way.

  I stared at the quivering mound of plastic.

  Yes, I was horny, and with the stupid bond feedback I was ready to take both of these men again.

  But, that didn't include giant ass dildos. They were massive. That pool-noodle thickness was not going to fit in me, and especially not both my holes.

  "That's not going to fit," I whimpered.

  "You're wet, it'll slide right in," Zale replied. He stuck the tip of it against my drenched pussy lips and coated the cock in my fluids. "And now, it's showtime," he purred into my ear.

  I didn't have a chance to ask what he meant by that. The dildo on top started to vibrate, sending incredible waves of pleasure coursing through me. My mouth fell open a long moan pulled from me. Bo pulled away and to the side, waiting for more instructions.