Two at once

They're both in their fifties. I made them meet, which I don't usually do, because I wanted the picture: me between them on the rug they bought, one in my cunt, both of them pissing.

I wore the pink set and I did the laugh. Richard fucked me first while Alan watched. I kept my voice high. Is this okay, I asked, like I hadn't sent the text. Richard said I was a thing they were using. I said okay, thank you, in that little voice, and I clenched so he'd feel that I meant the thank you.

When he was close I told Alan to come up. On me, I said, sweet. Both of you. I want it while he's still in. Alan pissed first, hot across my tits and my throat. Richard pulled out just enough to add his, then shoved back in and kept fucking me through it. It ran into my mouth. I didn't spit. I thanked them while I was still dripping, same little voice, eyes up. Thank you for using me. Thank you for peeing on me.

Alan groaned like I'd slapped him. Richard came inside and stayed there so I'd leak when I stood. I stood. I dripped on the rug. I giggled, because that's the bit the apartment costs, and then I asked if anyone wanted a soda. I'm a grown woman who likes a nasty scene and a cute exit. Both are on purpose.