Heavy Hitters Get Jax'd Up

I needed Jax back in the room. Simple as that. When I found him I knew he couldn't walk in alone, not against these two. Maddy May and Anna Claire Clouds fuck like they invented the job. Together they'd break any man who walked in soft. But Jax? That boy grinned like the devil handed him the keys. He showed up ready and still got swallowed whole. Maddy rode him first, blonde hair stuck to her cheeks while she slammed down. Anna sat on his face until he couldn't breathe, until every thrust pushed him deeper into her. They switched without missing a beat, letting him think he could catch air before they took it again. Jax never backed down. He grabbed thighs, pulled hair, gave as rough as he took, yet the girls kept winning. Sweat ran down his spine. His voice cracked every time Maddy tightened around him and Anna told him he was hers. They stretched him out across the bed and didn't stop until he shot deep inside one while the other licked every drop that spilled out. Raw, loud, nonstop. He made it through. Barely.