Brooke Wylde Enjoys A Wild Group Encounter At A Nightclub

I let them fuck me until they were too tired or they couldn’t get it up anymore. “They fucked me,” I balled. We walked into the main street; people paid no attention to the brothers, but every eye was trained on me. I grabbed another beer and sat back down by the fire pit. Iggy tried to rub it off, but it wouldn’t budge,

“I’m sorry, Rebecca; it’s permanent. I followed them through the bush for almost an hour; they finally stopped and let me catch up. They told him I would scream out during sex about the Kabye and that I had their mark on my body. Their foot-long cocks were almost buried in me, Enzi was ball deep in my ass, but Zafra had a few inches to go; I could tell he was at my cervix because it hurt when he thrust. One of them pointed at the barn. “Why all of you, of course,” I said, standing up.