Delia
Someone starts to knead my breasts, pinching my nipples and causing me to arch my back in pleasure. At this point, I could barely hear a word of what they were saying. The sensations were overwhelming, and I could feel my body gearing up to a heightened sense of pleasure.
As I continue to service the man in my mouth, I feel a hot jet of something splash against the back of my throat. I tried to remove my mouth, but Steve pinned my face to his, groaning out and moving his hips erratically.
Jordan and Tommy took turns pounding into me from behind and in front, their sweaty bodies grinding against mine. My cries of pleasure mingle with their grunts and gasps, creating a symphony of lust that echoes off the walls of the alleyway.
As they continue to use me, my muscles clench around them, milking whoever was inside me for all they're worth.
