James
“F*ck,” I growled.
The pounding my ass was taking was both painful and delicious. The mouth around my c*ck rocketed my pleasure a hundredfold. These f*cking two men I met at the bar the other night haven’t given me an inch away in two days. Their leather cuts were what drew me to them. I love a bad boy, or in this case boys.
I went back to sucking the c*ck that was in my face of the man under me that was sucking mine. His partner was relentless in my ass. The whole weekend we’ve f*cked.
I had walked into the club that my cousin was having her birthday at. It happened to be a biker’s bar and not the club I thought it was to be at.
It was packed with women in the sluttiest dresses they owned and men in denim and leather. It was standing room only when I got to the three tab
