Rebecca’s body was a ruined masterpiece of depravity—piss and c*m dripping from every swollen hole, her t**s bruised and bitten, throat raw from choking on c**k. Yet her greedy cunt still pulsed with that insatiable, rotten hunger. She was beyond saving now. She was their w***e. Aiden’s once-loving girlfriend had become nothing but a set of holes desperate to be bred and broken by his best friends.
“Flip the breeding b***h over,” Louis commanded, his voice thick with lust. “I want to fist that sloppy cunt until her womb is begging for our seed.”
They manhandled her onto her back on the c*m-soaked bench, legs forced wide apart in a humiliating spread. Damien didn’t hesitate. He slicked his hand with the mixture of c*m and piss leaking from her and shoved four fingers into her wrecked p***
