Leanne spreads for you

Blonde, lusty Leanne was already on her back, legs spread, one hand between her thighs, the other reaching for you.

"Give it to me," she whispered, eyes pleading, voice dripping hunger. "Don’t hold back. I want to feel what she felt."

You grabbed her ankles and yanked her toward the edge of the cushion, your cock twitching as you lined up.

"You're going to feel every inch," you growled, not waiting for permission.

You slid into her slow, letting her feel the stretch, letting her gasp and whimper.

"Oh fuck, he’s inside me," Leanne moaned. "So big... it hurts, don’t stop."

"You like it rough?" you asked, thrusting harder.

"Yes! Ruin me," she cried, digging her nails into the cushions. "I want to be used. I want to be wrecked like her."

You slammed in deeper, making her scream, the other girls watching with hungry, jealous eyes.

She moaned beneath you, back arched, legs trembling as you drove into her deeper and harder than she’d ever known. Her eyes fluttered, mouth open in a broken gasp, her whole body jerking with every punishing thrust.

"Fuck, yes, John!" Leanne cried. "Don’t stop. Use me. Wreck me."

"Goddamn, Leanne, you're so tight, feels like you were made to grip this cock."

She lets out a high, wanton whine, tightening around you like her body’s trying to milk you dry. You swear you feel her clench every time you talk dirty.

"It’s so hot being inside you," you hiss. "So fucking wet. But you’re still taking every inch. Every fucking inch of my big, fat cock."

She nods frantically, eyes wide, lips trembling. "I love it. I love your thick fucking cock, don’t stop, keep ruining me."

You shake your head in disbelief, watching her squirm, watching her hips roll up to meet every thrust. "Can’t believe this. You sluts, you're built for this. Hungry little fuckdolls, every one of you."

"We are," Natalie moaned from the side, fingers still working her soaked slit. "Look at us. Look what you’ve turned us into."

"I love it," Leanne panted beneath you, eyes rolling. "I love being your fuckdoll. I don’t want to be anything else."

Taylor crawled closer, licking her lips, voice breathy. "Use us all. Wreck us all. We’re yours now.""

You grinned. Her body was tight, greedy, wet beyond reason. She clenched around you like she didn’t want to let go, like she wanted to keep your cock locked inside her forever.

You leaned down, one hand lightly around her throat, the other gripping her thigh, spreading her wider.

"You wanted to be next," you growled, inches from her face. "Earn it."

She shuddered under you, moaning louder, her nails dragging down your back.

You pounded into her harder, sweat dripping from your chest onto hers. Her tits bounced with every slap of flesh, her breath catching, legs shaking uncontrollably.

"That’s it," you snarled. "Take it. Take all of it."

"I am! I’m taking it!" she screamed. "Fuck, I’m gonna... CUM!"

Her whole body spasmed around you, pussy clamping down, her voice breaking as she came hard, crying out your name.

But you didn’t slow down. Not yet.

"I’m not done with you, slut. Not even close."

And from the corner, you saw Natalie watching, biting her lip, fingers slipping between her thighs. Her turn was coming, and she knew it.

First you were going to make Leanne beg for mercy.

You shifted your angle, grinding deeper into her, making her eyes roll back and her moans turn to helpless, **** whimpers. Her legs were shaking violently now, nails clawing at your back. Every thrust was a reminder that you were in control, and she was just a **** hole begging for more.

"You want to break again?" you whispered into her ear, grabbing a fistful of her hair. "Or do I have to make you?"

She couldn't answer, just nodded frantically, her mouth open in a silent cry.

"Good," you said. "Because I’m not done humiliating you."

You locked eyes with Taylor. "Sit on her face."

She grinned and straddled Leanne's flushed face without hesitation, her dripping pussy hovering for just a second before dropping down onto her mouth. Leanne moaned loud into her folds, tongue instantly working, and Taylor let out a throaty gasp.

"Fuck yes," Taylor groaned, grinding down. "You’re good at this, bitch. Keep licking while he ruins you."

The sight made your cock throb even harder inside Leanne, the sensation of her squirming under both of you driving you into a frenzy. She was helpless, muffled by pussy, filled with cock, completely used.

"Look at her," Natalie purred, still fingering herself. "She was so cocky before. Now she’s just our fuckhole."

Leanne came again, her whole body trembling, her cries lost between Taylor's thighs. You weren't going to stop until she'd forgotten her own name.

They couldn’t stop moaning about how good you were, how you fucked like a god, how no other man would ever compare.

"You're too fucking good," Taylor gasped, grinding herself against Leanne's tongue, legs shaking. "It’s not fair."

"He ruined me," Leanne panted, lips wet, face smeared, eyes glazed. "I loved it!"