CHAPTER 3
CHLOE
“f**k her throat—make her take it.”
Hands everywhere—groping my t**s, spreading my ass, fingers plunging into my hole alongside the c**k already wrecking me.
“Need her ass too,” someone grunts.
Fingers pull out, replaced instantly by a thick cockhead pressing against my tight ring. He pushes slowly until my rim gives and he sinks in to the hilt.
I scream around the d**k in my mouth, whole body shaking from the stretch. Two c***s inside me now, separated by a thin wall, pistoning in brutal alternation.
“Listen to her—f*****g loves it.”
“Tightest holes on campus.”
They find a rhythm—when one thrusts in, the other pulls back, over and over, turning me into a ragdoll. My eyes roll, spit and tears mixing on my face.
Someone else straddles the seat in front of me, jerki
