Chịch Bà Chị Họ Dâm đãng Phần 3

Her breath caught in her throat as Duke tugged off his shirt, the moonlight carving shadows across the planes of his chest, each muscle defined by years of labor. “Ours forever now.”

The words sent a lightning bolt of heat through her, her body trembling as her climax crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her clit pulsed, desperate for touch, and she pressed her thighs together, seeking relief. Josie’s breath faltered, her body instinctively leaning into his touch despite the voice in her head protesting. Wyatt and Duke followed, their cocks pulsing as they spilled their cum inside her—Duke filling her pussy, Wyatt flooding her ass, the heat of their release marking her as theirs. The ranch was thriving, her boys were men, and yet a quiet ache lingered—a hunger for something more than the endless cycle of work. “What are we doin’?” she whispered, her voice raw, trembling with a mix of fear and longing. She moaned, the sound muffled by Wyatt’s kiss, as Duke’s rhythm quickened, his cock hitting her deepest spots with every thrust. “You’re everything,” Duke growled, his lips grazing her neck, leaving a