I so need Antonio's dick impaled in my ass. And my DSLs would look so totally cute wrapped around Blake's yummy cock

Antonio's eyes darken with lust as your words reach him. "Such a hungry little thing," he murmurs, his Italian accent thickening as his hands slide up your bare thighs. "Blake, I think our entertainment needs her pretty mouth filled."

Blake sets his drink aside immediately, rising from his seat with undisguised eagerness. "Don't have to ask me twice," he says, already unfastening his belt as he approaches.

Antonio maneuvers you with surprising strength, turning your body so you're straddling him backward while facing Blake. Your micro-skirt rides up completely, revealing the tiny thong that barely covers your essentials. You hear the distinctive sound of Antonio's zipper lowering behind you.

"A perfect position, I think," Marcus comments from his seat, already palming himself through his expensive trousers. "She was made for this, wasn't she?"

Blake stands before you, his cock already freed and impressively thick. Your newly plumped lips part instinctively at the sight, a reaction that draws appreciative chuckles from the men.

"Look at those DSLs," Blake groans, using your own terminology as he traces your bottom lip with his thumb. "They're practically begging for it."

Antonio's hands grip your hips firmly, lifting you slightly. You feel something hard and warm pressing against your backside as he positions himself. "Ready for me, bella?" he whispers against your ear, his breath hot on your skin.

"Please," you whimper, your body trembling with anticipation. "I need it so bad."

Blake grips your platinum blonde hair, guiding your face toward his erection. "Open wide, princess," he instructs, his voice husky with desire.

Your enhanced lips stretch around him as he pushes forward, filling your mouth with a satisfying weight. The sensation is overwhelming—your lips seem hypersensitive after their transformation, every nerve ending amplified.

Behind you, Antonio pushes insistently against your tight entrance, the initial resistance giving way to a burning stretch that makes you moan around Blake's thickness. Antonio hisses in pleasure. "So tight," he growls, gripping your hips harder as he works himself deeper.

"That's it," Blake encourages as you begin to bob your head, your glossy lips sliding along his shaft. "Use those pretty new lips. Show us what they're for."

The dual penetration overwhelms your senses. Antonio establishes a rhythm, each thrust pushing you forward onto Blake's cock before pulling back. You're suspended between them, filled from both ends in perfect synchronization.

Marcus watches intently from his seat, finally standing to approach. "Don't forget about me," he says, unfastening his trousers. He guides one of your hands to his exposed erection, and you immediately begin stroking him in time with the thrusts.

The feeling of Antonio stretching you from behind sends shockwaves of pleasure-pain through your body. Your mind clears further with each thrust—the Plugged-in Princess kink responding to the anal stimulation, temporarily sharpening your thoughts even as your body surrenders to pure sensation.

"Look at her," Antonio grunts to his friends. "Taking cock like she was born for it."

Blake's hands tighten in your hair. "Those lips are fucking perfect," he groans. "Best money you ever spent, whoever paid for them."

You moan around him, the vibration making him curse appreciatively. Between the two men using you and your hand working Marcus, you've never felt more desired—more perfectly suited to your purpose. Rob would be horrified, but Riley? Riley is exactly where she's meant to be.

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