I was still shaking when Ethan smacked my ass hard, the sharp sting making me yelp. c*m dripped from my p***y down to my thighs but they weren’t done.
“On your back,” Ethan ordered.
Before I could move, Marcus and Jay grabbed me by the arms and flipped me over. My back hit the couch cushions, my legs spread wide and messy. Ethan’s c**k was already hard again, dripping from f*****g me raw.
He shoved my legs up, pushing them to my chest, folding me in half. I felt wide open, helpless, every inch of me exposed. Then…he slammed back inside my p***y.
“Ahhh f**k!” I screamed, the angle making him hit deeper, his c**k pounding against my cervix.
“Look at her,” Marcus laughed. “She’s dripping c*m everywhere, and she’s still begging for more.”
Chris straddled my chest, shoving his c**k agains
