Amanda's Awesome Threesome

Amanda has had it. They've been going at each other for weeks—two dudes who live together, arguing about dumb shit like who left the cereal out or what show to put on. She's on the couch, watching them bicker again, and just blurts it out. "Why don't you both fuck me instead of fighting like dogs?" That shuts them up. They stare. She stands, peels off her shirt slow enough to let it sink in, then drops the rest. Her body hits the air bare and she's already wet just from saying it out loud. "C'mon. Both of you. At once." One steps forward first, grabs her by the hips, bends her over the arm of the couch. He slides in deep and hard, no build-up, balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. The other one climbs onto the cushions, fists her hair, pushes his cock between her lips until she gags on it, throat stretched. She moans around the dick in her mouth while the one behind pounds into her like he's trying to fuck every last argument out of his system. Her tits bounce. Spit drips down her chin. They don't take turns—they fill her at the same time, working both holes till she's shaking, cum already leaking out of her before either of them finish. She asked for it, and they're giving it to her like hell.