I barely had time to catch my breath when the knock came at the door. Ethan’s grin widened.
“They’re here,” he said, standing up and pulling me by the hair so I was kneeling on the floor, c*m still dripping down my body.
The door opened and two guys walked in. Both tall, both hungry-eyed. One ripped his shirt off immediately, his c**k already hard. The other unzipped his jeans, pulling it out with a smirk.
“f**k, she’s already wrecked,” one of them laughed.
“Perfect,” the other said. “Means she’s ready.”
Before I could move, one of them stepped forward, grabbed the back of my head with both hands and shoved his c**k straight into my mouth.
I gagged instantly, his size filling my throat but he didn’t care. He held my head tight and started thrusting hard, face-f*****g me deep and fast
