They’re not done

The night blurred into a haze of non-stop fucking and cumming. Jake and Tyler took turns violating Ari's holes, sometimes using her mouth, other times bending her over and pounding into her from behind. They filled her with their seed again and again, painting her insides and outs with their combined essence.

Ari lost count of how many times she came, her body no longer her own, just a vessel for their pleasure. They used her like a ragdoll, in every position imaginable, until she was a boneless, cum-drunk mess.

Sleep claimed her in the end, passed out between their sweat-slicked bodies, thoroughly used and satisfied.