I didn’t know I could stretch this far. I didn’t know my body could take this.
But they made me. And I did.
The fourth man’s c**k forced its way alongside the third, both of them buried inside my cunt now, stuffing me so full my hips trembled in their restraints. I could feel the burn of the stretch, the obscene fullness, the sharp, aching pressure that pulsed through my spine like lightning. It was too much. And yet, I was soaking wet—slick gushing down my thighs, dripping messily to the floor beneath me.
The audience roared. Moaning, gasping, jerking harder as they watched the two c***s pound into me together, spreading me wide, making a filthy, wet slap every time they bottomed out.
And behind me, he was still in my ass. Hard. Gruff breaths ghosted over my back with every punishing
