Aldatan sürtük yabancıların yarağına biniyor

The pink outfit felt innocent as I adjusted it on the grey couch. When the knock came, I opened the door to find both of them there—two shadows. I moved back and let them in. Four hands immediately on me, mouths on my throat. Fingers pushed under my outfit, rough and urgent, finding how wet I was. They knew. I ended up on my stomach, face down, ass up while one drove into me. The other offered himself to my mouth, and I took him. They used me like that, passing me back and forth, my body their shared toy. After rough fucking left me trembling, fingers returned, pushing deep until I squirted hard, soaking the couch, my back arching. On my knees between them, I stroked both. They finished across my cheeks, warm and messy, marking me. I stayed there, dazed, tasting them. One wiped my face gentle, after being rough. I smiled, raw and ruined. Just us, three people who wanted each other badly.