Bound by the love of virgin mother
igars. On the large bed, a young woman was caught between two rugged men, Taylor and Mike. Their hands roa
med, over their dicks, with caressing them very intensely and with mouning sound sh
f bed , Jackson observed the scene unfolding before him. His sharp gaz
rate even, to draw Jackson's gaze. But he remained unmoved, as if the display were no more entertaining than a passing breeze.
n't you?" he sneered before roughly sucking on her boobs , leaving a red mark as she whimpered. Mea
guys..please give her
sofa, exhaling a slow, deliberate stream of smoke. His tone sound like comman
grabbing her hair while the other roughly explored her body. Both of boys enter
e. her moans blending with the pulse of the bass. She was eager, desperate even, to draw Jackson'
ed the room, barely audible o
s he delivered one last punishing thrust. Both men reached their climax simultaneously, releasing their loads o
had been observing the scene the entire time, his expression cold, unreadable, as if he were
voke him, her voice sweet yet daring. "Why don't you
ing position...she would cast a glance toward Jackson, as if d
gaze. "You can try, sweetheart
provoked some flicker of desire, amusement, or disgust. But his face remained a blank canvas-no
is full height...He approached her slowly, his aura exuding danger...The air in the room seemed to s
asting an almost predatory aura around him. He didn't need
er so slightly. His fingers flicked toward th
. Her movements were slow, deliberately teasing, as she swayed her hips while making her way to the
, He stepped toward her with slow, deliberate movements, the faintes
asingly slow, waiting for his next command. Her tongue flicke
took a deep inhale of his cigarette before exhaling the
he ordered, his v
em pointless. His tall frame loomed over her, his presence suffocating yet
en her parted lips.. She gasped, startled by his sudden action, but his other h
speed.. He kept pushing his tool with dangerous force and moving deeply, relentless and unwavering..Her pulse
tching across his lips was pure cruelty-lethal, knowing, merciless.
glass under the dim glow of the overhead lights. She wasn't just crying-she was pleading. Not with words, but with her
d this, di
g in her eyes, despite the way her body shook under his control...He tilted his head slig
ush ,he flicked the cigarette aside , he put out his shaft from h
d and walked away, leaving her there
mbling as she struggled to steady her breath. Her body quive
im. You won't be able to endure it," Stanley and
Don't lie," both of men teased her, a sly smirk tugg
ly, leaning in closer
er tired yet satisfied eyes. Slowly, she tilted her head, locking eyes with both o