I scream around the d**k in my throat as he forces past my ring, as he fills a hole that’s never been filled, as the pain and the stretch and the overwhelming fullness crash through me.
"Fuck.” His voice is strained. “Tightest ass I’ve ever – f**k, I’m not gonna last – ”
He doesn’t. Three strokes and he’s cumming, pumping my virgin ass full of his load while I convulse between him and Marcus.
Marcus finishes seconds later, shooting down my throat. I swallow because I don’t have a choice, because his hands are fisted in my hair and he’s holding me still while he empties his balls in my mouth.
They both pull out at the same time.
I collapse against the tile, gasping.
“Three down.” Darren’s voice. “Three to go. Then I get my turn.”
They don’t let me rest.
The next one – Tyrell – picks
