I was shaking by the time I got to Brax, not sure if I could orgasm again. I was so sensitive, so full of everything they were. Like their c***s had some kind of spell on them and I was just a sacrifice to them.
Brax brought me to him, and my heart raced. He was usually the roughest, the most savage in bed together, but this time, when he entered me, he held me, pushing in slowly, his mouth finding mine in a tender kiss that made it so much more.
His shadows moved inside me easily, like they were mine too, caressing under my skin as he stroked my p***y with his thick c**k.
It was just as overwhelming, the way he held me to him, crushed my breasts against his chest, pushed me down on his c**k, tangled his fingers in my hair as wisps of his blond waved between us.
I breathed hard, sweat
