Mateo was already shoving his sweatpants down. His c**k sprang free—long, dark, thick as my wrist, the head already shiny with precum. He stroked it slowly while watching Cameron finger-f**k me on the leg press, two thick digits pumping in and out of my cunt with wet, obscene sounds.
“Look at her,” Mateo said softly. “She’s gone already. Eyes all glassy. p***y gripping his fingers like it never wants to let go.”
Cameron pulled his fingers out and shoved them into my mouth. “Taste how wet you are for your brother’s friends.”
I sucked. I couldn’t help it. The taste of myself mixed with the salt of his skin made my c**t throb. He used his other hand to yank my shorts and bra off completely, leaving me naked and spread on the machine under the harsh lights.
Jax’s c**k was out next. Just as
