They dragged me back like I was nothing but a piece of meat.
Jax’s hand was still fisted in my hair, yanking my head back so hard my scalp burned. “You thought you could crawl away, freshman w***e? We’re just getting started.”
I was already a ruined mess — c*m and piss leaking from my stretched p***y and ass, my t**s bruised and bitten raw, my face covered in spit and thick ropes of their loads.
My body was shaking, but my cunt kept clenching like a desperate slut. I hated it. I hated how much I needed more.
Marcus shoved me onto my back on the bench again and forced my legs so wide they ached. “Hold her open, boys. Let’s see how much this little toilet can take.”
Tyler and Zion grabbed my ankles and spread me obscenely. Jax stepped up first, his massive black c**k still rock-hard an
