I was like a ravenous animal, gorging on all this man meat laid before me.

“Yeah get at that thing!” Bobby cheered as I continued to work myself into a frenzy, indulging on Jamal’s long stick of hot rock candy. Because of Jamal’s height I only had to lean over to feed on his cock.

Jamal then pulled my face from his dick. He pulled an old sofa that was being stored in the attic, sat down in it and spread open his legs. I immediately dropped to my knees and moved myself into position. I ran my hands up his burning hot muscular legs to his firm thighs and re-centered my attention on his cock. It was like a dark brown monument standing straight and tall before me. I again wrapped my eager lips around his meat and started to suck down hard on it. I tried desperately to deep throat Jamal multiple times.

He moaned, “Oh yeah, boy, I’m gonna rape that mouth!” He grabbed the back of my head, held it still and started to shove his cock in and out of my mouth. He pushed harder and harder, he was gradually getting the entire length of his pole up into my mouth and down my throat. Even though I loved every second, my eyes started to water, but Jamal just picked up the pace and face fucked me even faster. He bucked his hips up towards me with each thrust.

Bobby sat down next to Jamal and yanked me over in front of him. I went to work on his fat cock. He growled with delight. He pushed me down hard on that thing and I struggled to swallow it as best as I could. He forced my head up and down and his huge dick slid in and out of my numb mouth.

My jaw was aching, but I moved myself from one stud to the other. Their cocks were rock hard. The sweat was dripping from all three of us and as I was in front of Jamal, giving his lengthy pole another go, Bobby leaned forward and grabbed the back of the waste band on my boxers. He then pulled the boxers effortlessly, with me in them, up in the air. My lower half was flailing around as I grabbed onto Jamal’s legs, then Bobby plopped me onto my stomach down into his lap.

My trifling body lay sprawled across their big laps. Bobby’s thick member pulsed under my stomach and I immediately went back to sucking Jamal’s cock. “This bitch just won’t quit.” Jamal laughed, roughly stroking my head. “Yeah, but we gotta get us some a dis.” Bobby growled and then, Whomp, his big hand slapped my ass hard.

I jerked my head up and looked over my shoulder. Bobby had a harsh crooked grin on his face. I then cracked a smile and nodded my head up and down in affirmation.

“Ah yeah, Dawg!” Jamal let out.

Bobby’s big hands started to manhandle my ass over my underwear. He then grasped a fist full of material from my boxers and Jamal reached over and clenched some material from just under the waistband, they both pulled opposite ways, and with a loud rip, the