I am mesmerized by this woman. I was watching her tits bounce in that silky tight blouse when she hit the pavement. Fuck me, I didn’t think a skirt that tight could move, let alone ride up over her cheeks to show off the thong and bare ass.

Thank God for women like this. Honestly. It shows he cares about us, just a little bit.

The blowjob she gave us in the limo was something else altogether. Being in a confined space with her was so intoxicating I doubted I was even breathing. Her deep eyes so dark—such a quiet gaze, like she’s appraising you secretly. She’s playing a bit dumb, but that’s fine. I can see there’s a hell of a woman in there.

Her tits and ass are so well-rounded, tapering off into long, lovely limbs. Her face is just luscious, with a delicate mouth and big eyes. She should be painted nude, like Venus. I should give it a shot. I doubt we’d get much painting done, but it would be fun.

I think of that gorgeous body sliding into a puddle of paint and smearing it over those creamy thighs and my cock pops up immediately.

When we pull up at home, I know exactly where I want to take her.

“The library,” I mouth to Franco who’s picked her up in his arms.

He beat me to it. But, heck, I didn’t mind sharing.

Marco grins and Franco gives the thumbs up. As one, we head to the family home.

She stares about wide-eyed as we cross the thick carpet, admiring the furnishings.

“Such a big place,” she gasps. “Look at all the stuff you have.”

I had to smile. She might be smarter than our average bimbos, but still simple enough to be wowed by wealth and family solidarity.

Up the hallway, we take the wide arch and move into the library. It has a few big armchairs, desks and stools, and wall-to-wall books. The paintings I’ve collected are hung on the walls around the entrance.

Franco puts her down and I watch as she wanders up to stare at the paintings, making appreciative remarks. I come up behind her while she’s looking at the works of art and put my big hands on her shoulders.

She relaxes as she sighs a little, and I reach around to grab her tits, putting my face in her hair. The silky fabric feels wonderful against my hands, and I can feel her nipples getting hard through both the bra and the blouse. I nuzzle her neck and she laughs.

I hear my brothers behind me, taking off jackets and getting comfortable. Marco usually watches for a bit, while Franco will get on it straight away.

I press her tight against me, rubbing my cock against her ass. She moans, pressing back into me and wriggling, stretching her spine. I move my hands back, slowly stroking across that soft fabric to find the place her bra snaps. I undo it and she turns around, pulling off both shirt and bra at the same time.

Her tits seem to bounce with joy as they’re freed.

I grab her with my left hand and let my eyes feast on those tits and tight nipples.

Franco comes over and gets behind her, hands on her shoulders. She’s pressed between us, as she bucks and writhes.

She slides under my mouth, hips slipping in and out of my grip, and I put my other hand on her ass and grip her hard as I mouth at her nipples.

Oh, she’s a good girl. She knows how to play, writhing just enough so her tits jiggle under my mouth and I have to reach and slide between both nipples.

I move down, kissing her tight belly, my hand still gripping her ass. I look up at her. She meets my gaze and doesn’t look away, staring me down as she pulls up the skirt. I see Franco’s grin over her shoulder as he slides his hands onto her tits.

I use one hand to pull off the scrap of panties and lean in, lips searching for her clit. I find it immediately, already swollen and looking for action. I suck on it, roll my tongue over it and mouth it until she starts backing up, then I move lower.

She’s wet, she’s so fucking wet already.

“Good slut,” I mutter, then push my tongue in deep. She gasps and grabs my hair, I oblige her and eat further in, mouthing and lapping at the slit. I can tell by the way she’s jerking my head that she’s close, and just as her hips start to rock faster, I go back and suck hard on her clit, hearing her fast, gasping breaths as she comes. Still worshipping the clit, I put a finger in to feel the wet spasms.

I give her right ass cheek a squeeze as I come up, and she’s giving me this look, all wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. She was so gorgeous.

Franco’s behind her, hands on her tits. He’s got his pants down now, and he slides onto the big mahogany table behind him, pulling Sofia along. I put my hands on her knees as Franco lifts her up. He briefly feels around with one hand and she gasps, arching her back. I drop my own pants, cock hard and swollen as I move forward. Franco’s in her ass, gripping her tits, licking her neck. Her head is thrown back as I slide my hands along her thighs.

She leans against Franco, opening up for me and for him as I slide in slowly, inch by inch. She’s pinned. I feel a hand on my shoulder as Marco joins us.

I’m not all the way in and was just starting to really feel her stretch for me when Marco leans in to suck her tits. She tried to grind or move, but Marco is running a hand over one big firm tit as the other is covered with his mouth.

It was crowded, but I’ll cope. I start to thrust. Franco rocks back, enjoying the motion I’m setting. Deep inside her, I feel the clenching start as she gets wetter, her pussy going slick as I ram her. Just a few long, hard stabs and I’m there, pumping my juices into her as she moans, writhing. Before I can move, Franco grabs her by the waist and jerks her up and down on his cock, hair flying, and tits bouncing, she screams as Franco finishes himself off.

The sound of heavy breathing is loud. Cum practically stains the air, the scent was so thick. Franco and I start to slip out of her.

“Let’s go to the lounge,” Franco gasps. “You need a bit more action, Marco.”