Chapter 2
Mia’s POV.
The sight of them hit me like a punch straight to the gut. Dylan and Kylan sat side by side on the edge of the guest bed, pants shoved down around their ankles, those thick veiny c***s standing straight up in their tight fists.
Dylan’s c**k was fat and heavy, the swollen head dark and shiny with precum that kept leaking out in thick clear strings every time he dragged his fist down the shaft and twisted at the base.
His balls hung low and full, tight and drawn up a little from how worked up he was, the skin smooth and stretched. Kylan’s c**k was just as nasty, maybe an inch longer, the vein
running along the underside pulsing visibly every time he stroked up and pumped his fist over the head, smearing all that slippery precum around until his whole c**k glisten
