Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Tandem

**ROMANY**

"Oh God," I whispered, turning my face away from Tiny's neck to try to catch a glimpse of Mickey behind me. I can't see him without lifting up a bit and when I try to, Mickey places a hand over the side of my face to keep my head down. "Hold still, doll," Mickey ordered me, his hand stroking downward and clamping tightly over the back of my neck.

My walls begin to clench and unclench and I feel Tiny shudder and turn his face into my hair. His lips and breath are hot on the back of my head as he pants and I strain my body trying to keep from moving the way I want to. The blunt head of Mickey's dick rubs over my back entrance and I feel him start to push inside. The pain is immediate and I instantly tense crying out, "Ah, wait!"

"Mmm," hums Mickey, his hand on my ass gripping tight over one hip as he continues to push inside.

"Mickey!" I gasp, feeling the sharp pain of my skin stretching tight as he guides himself through my opening.

All that I'm met with is a grunt from Mickey as he plunges an inch past the resistance of my entrance then circles his hips. The pain is so intense that I begin to struggle, taking in quick, panicked breaths and trying to crawl forward off of both of them. Mickey stirs behind me, releasing my hip and my ass to grip my shoulders tight and hold me in place.

"Stop fighting it," Mickey growls. "Relax!" he chokes out.

as my pussy begins pulsing more strenuously. Locking around Tony's shaft in tandem with his hands that

amazing, doll. So fucken good." He pushed in deeper, two inches, three. My body trembled, my inner muscles contracting,

groans follow, overshadowed by my whimpers of pain. I feel like I'm being ripped in half and I'm finding

turning my head to bite into Tiny's shoulder and moan. "Please," I shudder, tears squeezing from my

his hips wriggling like he's dying to start pumping. The calloused flesh of his fingertips stroke up and down my back on each side as

mouthed kisses on my forehead. "That feels

it still hurts, even though Mickey seems frozen

pumping in and out. Tiny's hips curl forward and back, his shaft following the rhythm set by Mickey's pace. I continue to breathe, biting into Tiny's shoulder with every one of Mickey's inward strokes. My muscles are clenching on both ends trying to push them out of me, only for them to

shoulders, stroking over my back to clamp onto the globes of my ass as his thrusts become harder and more pronounced. "Jesus Christ," he moans, picking up the pace and stirring something hot within me. "Oh!" I cried out,

reaching up to grab my face with his hands and steer my lips toward his. "Fuck," he groans, plunging his tongue into

cock swell inside of me and his groans become

against

yeah," Mickey grounds out, his hips jerking, pistoning at an alarming rate as if set off