The black choker felt tight against my throat as I adjusted it in the mirror, wondering if it was too much. I d thrown on this maroon thing, something easy to push aside, and waited for the knock. When it came, soft and hesitant, I opened the door to find both of them there—two shadows filling my doorway, smelling of smoke and street air.
They entered quiet, four hands immediately on me, mouths on my throat and collarbone.
I ended up on my stomach first, face pressed into the pillow, ass up while one slammed into me from behind. The other moved around, presented himself to my mouth, and I took him because I wanted to be full everywhere. They used me like that, passing me back and forth, my black choker still tight around my neck, my outfit shoved up, my body their shared toy.
The rough fucking left me trembling, sensitive, my thighs shaking. Then fingers returned, pushing deep, curling just right, thumb circling my clit until I couldn t speak, only make these broken sounds
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Raul Costa, Butt Spencer, Francis_x, Kwini Kim
Raul Costa, Butt Spencer, Francis_x, Asandra Dewy
