The cab ride home

Kurt paid the bill and they barely made it to the cab. The second the door closed, he grabbed Lena by the hair and shoved her head down into his lap.

“I can’t wait,” he growled, unzipping fast.

Lena didn’t hesitate. She opened wide and took every inch of his throbbing cock straight down her throat. Kurt started facefucking her hard, using her mouth like a toy while the cab rolled through the night streets.

Lena gagged and drooled all over him, but her eyes stayed locked on his, wet and hungry. Every brutal thrust made her moan louder around his shaft. Finally… Lena thought, eyes fluttering. Use me. Don’t hold back.

When the cab stopped at a red light, the driver — a big, burly guy — glanced in the rear-view mirror and grinned.

“Mind if I join?” he asked, already pulling his fat cock out.

Kurt was too busy skull-fucking Lena to care and it was impolite to refuse so he said. “Go for it.”

The cabbie climbed into the back, yanked Lena’s skirt up, and slammed his thick cock balls-deep into her ass in one stroke. She screamed around Kurt’s dick, the sound muffled and wet as both men started pounding her from both ends.

Kurt gripped her head tighter, face-fucking her mercilessly until his balls drew up.

“Fuck… here it comes.”

He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded straight down Lena’s throat, pumping rope after rope of hot cum into her stomach while the cabbie kept brutally reaming her ass.

Lena shook between them, cumming hard from the rough double-stuffing.x