The three of us froze — my hands still wrapped around both their cocks, my dress pulled down, breasts out, pussy dripping onto Ethan’s lap.

Ethan leaned in and whispered hotly in my ear while the phone kept ringing.

“Answer it, princess. And keep stroking.”

The phone kept ringing.

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Dad’s name flashed on the screen like a warning light. I was sitting between two hard cocks — one massive and thick in my right hand (Ethan’s), and one smaller but rock-hard in my left (Jake’s). My dress was bunched around my waist, tits out, pussy dripping onto Ethan’s thigh.

Ethan smirked like the devil himself.

“Answer it, princess. And...