His c**k was hard, inches away from my face as he stood beside the bed. Rae’s strap-on was deep inside me, her thrusts steady. My body was on fire, trembling from her thrusts as I looked up at Julian.
“f**k, Ava,” he growled, as he gripped my hair and guided his c**k to my mouth. I took him in, swirling my tongue as he pushed deeper, rougher than I expected.
Rae’s thrusts picked up, her hands tight on my hips.
“Look at you,” she said, her voice raw. “Taking him so f*****g well.”
I gagged slightly as Julian f****d my mouth, his hips moving back and forth, his grip firm but not cruel. Rae’s strap-on hit deeper, the angle perfect, sending shocks through me.
I was caught between them, Julian’s c**k in my throat, Rae’s toy filling my p***y, my body screaming with need.
“f**k, your mouth
