Both men broke from Amelia. Rich began frantically untying her ankles as Professor did the same at her wrists. As soon as she was untied, Rich reached over her back and yanked her up straight by her sweat soaked hair. Professor pushed the desk aside and Rich forced her down to her knees and released her head. With a man standing at each shoulder, Professor again jolted her chin up and commanded, “Take a cock in each hand, open your mouth and stroke until we cum! Do you UNDERSTAND?”
Amelia uttered, “Yes, Sir,” as she leaned her head back, stuck out her tongue and began rapidly stroking both cocks in unison. She alternated her head from side to side, licking and sucking both pre-cum coated heads. Because it had already been an eventful night, neither man needed much persuasion to reach climax. Almost simultaneously, both men lurched, shuddered, groaned and released. Amelia continued a gentle stroke until both had completely emptied their loads, and stepped back from her reach.
Amelia settled back on her feet and exhaled. She stayed kneeling there, cum covering her face, dripping from her mouth and cheeks, down her chin, onto her tits and finally landing on the floor. She became aware that her own juices were seeping between her legs, making another puddle on the cold concrete beneath her. She docilely raised her head and exhaustedly spoke. “Thank you Sirs. I hope I have satisfied your desires today.” With that, she buckled and slumped into a limp form on the floor.
Rich rushed to her side and scooped her into his arms and headed for the house. Professor ran ahead of him, opening doors and removing obstacles in their path. They moved through the house until they reached the Master Bedroom. Professor shot into the Master Bathroom while Rich sat on the edge of the bed, holding and gently rocking Amelia in his arms. Quickly a soft, “Ready” came from the bathroom and Rich rose with Amelia and walked in. Professor was standing in the shower and took Amelia from his arms. He gently turned her so she was engulfed in the steaming water. Rich quickly joined them and the two men gently and tenderly washed her limp, exhausted body clean. Professor stepped out first and returned to the shower door with an extra-large, soft towel and scooped her out of Rich’s arms. He carried her to the awaiting bed and softly laid her down on the satin sheets, and pulled the goose down comforter over her. Both men slid into the bed on either side of her, and lovingly caressed her until her mind darkened gently and sweetly, and she drifted off into a deep and peaceful dream.
The sun was just lighting the tops of the pines in a warm early morning glow as Amelia slowly and luxuriously stretched. She smiled at the unforgettable memory flowing through her thoughts. Eyes still closed, she leisurely reached in both directions, only to find she was alone in bed. She sleepily opened her eyes just as Professor strolled into the room. She beamed an exaggerated smile at him.
Professor smiled back, walked over, kissed her on the forehead and said, “Wake up sleepy head. It’s time to get a move on, we have a big day ahead. We have a party to get ready for.”