GIVE ME MORE! Blonde Fucktoy Got What She Asked For

The black t-shirt felt too casual, like I hadn't tried hard enough, as I tugged it down in the mirror. I'd left the door unlocked, heart hammering, listening for footsteps in the hall. When the knock finally came, I opened it to find both of them there—two shadows filling my doorway, smelling of smoke and street air. My stomach flipped, but I moved back and let them in without speaking.<br><br>They entered quiet, four hands immediately on me, mouths on my throat and collarbone. I gasped when fingers pushed under my black t-shirt, rough and urgent, finding how wet I was. Embarrassingly so. They knew.<br><br>I ended up on my stomach first, face down in the pillow, ass up while one drove into me from behind. The other moved around, offered himself to my mouth, and I took him because I wanted to be full everywhere. They used me like that, passing me back and forth, my t-shirt shoved up, my body their shared toy.<br><br>The rough fucking left me trembling, sensitive, my thighs shaking. Then

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