Deep Throat

His cock entered my open mouth, even as he holds the chain taut. I'm unable to turn my head or back away, as he's again taking my mouth. I moan softly around the stiff member, as I'm being thrust into at both ends at the same time. I shiver in pleasure, as orgasmic pleasure fills me with elation. I press my body against them, as orgasms rush through me. I desire, I need to be taken and loving how I was being taken forcefully. Until this moment, I had no idea how much having two dicks inside of me would turn me on. The pair are pushing deep into me, forcefully taking me as their own. Each has a hand free, which they use to full effect to grope and grasp at me. There is a harshness to their touch, a primal need being fed by their touch. I could feel the same desires stir within me, seeking to come out. It’s a primal desire, and one I can’t wait to explore.

I'm being taken like an animal, and loving it I come to the realization that I’m really enjoying it. At that moment, the guy with the chain drives himself deeper into me. I feel his cock thrust down my throat, his balls slap hard on my chin, as his fellow's slaps against my pussy. Rampus, dirty laughter is heard ever louder from the crowd, watching intently as the pair takes me. I moan softly around his dick. He pulls me closer to his rod, forcing it does my throat. He holds it there for several seconds, holding his balls against my face. His balls are inserted into my open, gasping, waiting mouth. His rod pushed even deeper into my throat, I give the pair a good once-over before they are extracted.

I get barely a moment's reprieve to catch my breath, before he resumes thrusting into my mouth once more, taking my throat with full ****. I wiggle in ecstasy, savage pleasure as the two fuck me deep, talking me in sync with each other. I moan as best I can around his rod before a massive orgasm washes over me. My eyes are aimed, toward his face, as he takes me faster, forcefully.

The other three step forward, back into view, their cocks hard again at the sight of me being taken so, as desire course through them. I'm awash with a desire of my own, awash with what might be headed my way next.