She Felt Every Inch

The white sheets were stark beneath my back as I lay waiting, naked, my blonde hair spread across the pillow. I heard the door open, multiple sets of footsteps, when they walked in—all of them in black outfits, shadows filling the room, eyes dropping to me on the bed.<br><br>They surrounded me quiet, hands everywhere immediately, mouths on my throat and collarbone. I gasped when fingers pushed between my legs, rough and urgent, finding how wet I was. Embarrassingly so. They knew. Their black outfits contrasted against my pale skin as they pushed me onto the white mattress.<br><br>I ended up on my stomach, face down in the pillow, ass up while one drove into me from behind. Another offered himself to my mouth, and I took him because I wanted to be full everywhere. They used me like that, passing me around, my body their shared toy in the dark room, surrounded by black.<br><br>The rough fucking left me trembling, sensitive, my thighs shaking. Then fingers returned, multiple hands pushing

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