Marcus’s tongue plunged deep into my c*m-filled p***y without mercy, licking and sucking his own thick load from my stretched hole. The filthy, wet sounds of him devouring our mixed juices made my eyes roll back.
“Ohhh f**k, Marcus… yes, eat your c*m out of me,” I moaned breathlessly, hips grinding against his face. My fingers tangled in his hair as another wave of shameful pleasure rolled through me. He groaned against my c**t, the vibration sending sparks up my spine, then pushed two fingers into my still-leaking ass, f*****g me with them while his tongue flicked rapidly over my swollen nub.
I was a mess, sweaty, trembling, leaking from both holes, yet my body craved more. The storm outside was finally weakening, but inside this room the real storm was only intensifying.
He lifted his
