The boys want some proof
From Torg Adventure
"Dripping?" Lee asks. The mousy accountant reaches out and grabs the shafts of both the men before her, her thumbs swirling through the pearl of precum at the tips of the thick mushrooms before her and they slowly spread it around as her fingers gently, but firmly, tightened and relaxed on the rigid poles.
"Dripping," Melissa responded with a shudder. "And cumming just a little everytime I think of this," she said quietly and leaned forward, planting a thick, long slow kiss on both of the cockheads before her. "God you two taste good," she moaned.
"Prove it. Strip," Osman commanded.
"But...cock..." she said in between licks.
Lee and Osman looked at each other and exchanged a look. Both men were on the same wave length and they knew it and nodded. Each of them planted a hand on the back of the accountant's head and she looked up at them
"Then let's see if you can do this hands-free," Lee said and her eyes got wide.
"You can't mean..."
"Open wide," Osman commanded again. Before she knew what was happening, Melissa's jaw went slack and both men surged their hips forward while pulling her head toward them. With only the slightest bit of resistance, their cocks both popped into her mouth, stretching her lips. Immediately her tongue went crazy on the twin invaders and she started moaning in comprehensibly.
"Strip," Osman commanded again.
The accountant's hands flew to her jacket and fumbled with the buttons as she concentrated on licking and sucking the dicks in her mouth.
"Too slow," Lee said and reached down to her jacket. Osman did the same thing, and both men grabbed a fist full of fabric while keeping a hand tangled in the auburn hair before them.
Melissa's eyes grew wide and she shook her head.
"You're not in charge here, you little closet slut," Osman said and pushed his cock in her mouth further as both of them pulled hard and fast on her blazer and the button popped without any trouble. The boys pulled too hard on it though and ripped some of the seams at the sleeves. Osman pulled his cock back and Lee shoved his in deeper, making her gag around his head as he pushed back past her tonsils. Both men pulled harder a second time on the blazer and it came off her in tatters.
Lee pulled his dick out and let Melissa have a chance to breathe. She looked up at them like a kitten who lost her bowl of milk and her hands went to their asses and she tried to pull them closer. Both of them happily obliged and soon cock started slipping over cock, tongue, and tonsils.
"Strip, slut," Lee commanded. She looked up at them with a wicked twinkle in her eye and shook her head in a no as she tried her damnedest to get the men to unload in her throat.
Without wasting another second, they grabbed her button-up blouse and gave it the same treatment of her blazer. Buttons went flying around the tiled bathroom and the boys pulled harder, pulling Melissa closer as they shredded her blouse. She moaned like a whore in heat when she wasn't gagging thickly on dick. Soon her bra joined the pile of shredded clothes on the floor.
"Skirt, panties," Osman commanded. It was getting hard for the boys to do anything but take turns fucking her throat and keep standing. She might have been better at this than Dani!
Melissa's hands went to her hips and the accountant jerked furiously on her skirt until the seams let loose and it was torn from her body. They looked down and saw that she wasn't wearing any panties and both men exchanged a grin. Melissa looked up at them with a wicked grin and reached between her legs. The guys watched as much as they could given the angle and they watched a pair of black bikini panties appear from what they could only assume was her snatch and after they were completely free, she dropped them on the floor with a wet plop.
Both men were within seconds of cumming.
Who cums first, or are they interrupted?
