On that Summer Day

Mona steps into the yard, lit up by the same heat that’s already got her pulse racing. Bikini strings cut across tanned skin, the top barely covering what she plans to show off. She spots the two men stretched out nearby and smiles like she’s already won. She peels the fabric aside and lets the bright pink flash in the sun. Their eyes lock on the color. She moves between them, hands drifting over firm chests, then lower. Mouths meet skin. One tongue curls around her nipple while the other slides past her hip and finds the slick heat between her legs. She sinks to her knees. Two cocks rise to meet her lips. She takes turns, cheeks hollowing, saliva running down her chin. Soon she’s bent forward, mouth still full while the first man presses the head of his cock against her ass and works it inside. The stretch pulls a long moan from her throat. He fucks her slowly at first, then harder, driving her forward onto the second shaft. When her mouth isn’t busy she gasps, eyes half-lidded, letting both men use her the way she came out here wanting. Eventually the pace breaks. One pulls free and paints her lips white. The other follows, thick ropes landing across her cheek and throat. Mona stays on her knees, breathing hard, cum cooling on flushed skin under the afternoon sun.