Finish her

Her moans ripped out of her throat, loud and broken, no trace of modesty left. The music pounded, but even that couldn’t drown her now.

“Ahhhhnn—yes! F-fuck me! Deeper—don’t stop—fill me!”

Her voice cracked on the last syllable as the two boys slammed into her harder, their cocks driving deep into her soaked, stretched holes. Her body jerked between them with every impact—her tits bouncing violently, leaking milk that splashed across their skin, the floor, her own thighs. Her skin was soaked—slick with sweat, sticky with milk, her mouth open wide as she gasped and moaned.

The boy in front gritted his teeth, hands locked around her waist as he pumped into her soaked cunt, the obscene sounds of wet flesh and squelching heat growing louder with every thrust. Her pussy clung to him, sucking him in, milking him with each thrust—juice slicking his shaft all the way to his balls, strings of arousal flinging with every slap of skin on skin.

Behind her, the other boy held her open, his fingers gripping the cheeks of her ass as he plunged deep into her tight hole. Her ass stretched around him greedily, sucking him back in every time he pulled out—his cock slick with lube, spit, and the heat of her own surrender. His thrusts were slower but deeper, grinding into her with gritted determination, his cock driving through her ring with the thick, steady pressure of a man possessed.

Emily’s moans turned ragged, her whole body trembling, the tension inside her reaching a fever pitch. Her thighs quaked. Her cunt spasmed around the cock inside it, her ass fluttered around the second—everything in her screaming.

Then it hit.

Her orgasm surged through her like fire.

She screamed—raw, feral—her body seizing as both holes clenched down violently around the cocks buried inside. Her pussy gushed, her juices spraying in messy spurts, coating the front boy’s shaft and thighs in a hot, milky flood. Her ass squeezed so tight the boy behind her groaned out loud, cock jerking hard as he lost it too.

“Fucking—fuuuckk—!”

The front boy shoved deep, slamming his hips flush against her as he came—his cock twitching inside her soaked cunt, pouring thick, hot cum into her. She felt it instantly: the heavy, wet bursts filling her, leaking out around him even as he fucked through it, moaning into her shoulder.

Behind her, the second boy wasn’t far behind.

He slammed forward, grunting loud and vicious as his cock erupted deep inside her ass. Pulse after pulse flooded her, heat pouring in, thick and obscene, leaking down her thighs in warm dribbles.

They didn’t pull out.

They kept fucking her through it—through the clenching of her pussy and ass, through the constant leaking of cum, through the milk that still sprayed from her nipples every time her tits bounced.

Her body shook, legs utterly limp, kept upright only by the arms gripping her, fucking her deeper even after she’d come, even after they had too.

Her tits were soaked—slick with milk, glistening, bouncing with every thrust. Her pussy leaked cum in fat globs, oozing down her thighs. Her ass was stretched wide, seed dripping around the thick shaft still buried in it.

Phones still recorded.

Eyes still watched.

And Emily—

She couldn’t even speak.

Her jaw hung slack, her moans reduced to gasps and helpless whines as they used her fully, fucked her beyond release, beyond pride, beyond identity.

She was just body now.

Slick.

Open.

Utterly taken.