Vivian’s POV
He f***s my throat while Dex pounds my p***y from behind and I’m being rocked between them like a rag doll and loving every brutal second.
“Drake,” Trey says, looking past me at my husband, his c**k sliding in and out of my mouth. “Your wife sucks c**k like she’s been practicing on other men for years. Has she?”
“Shut up and just f**k her,” Drake chokes from the chair, but his hand is moving fast on his c**k and his eyes are glued to the spit dripping from my mouth onto the sheets.
“You're pissed, but you're jerking off faster,” Trey grins, pushing deeper into my throat. “Your husband is getting off on watching you choke on my c**k, Vivian. You married a freak. Lucky you.”
Dex pulls out and flips me over and I barely register the transition before Nico is between my legs,
