There was no time for tears, now. Ariel could hardly breathe, and could certainly not think. The sparring stimulations in her body played for her focus, for her cunt to squeeze, her asshole tighten, her mouth to suck the c**k lodged there. And there inside her long moments of misery, another feeling brewed, welling from deep inside her gut. Like floating, like drifting… in the midst of been torn apart, another rapture built. Everything was lost to her but the immediate sensation of pulling, tugging, demanding of attention. Spun adrift, she began to climax, her body unexpectedly heaving even more, and taking with her the three that forced their pleasure. She gave with little thought of giving. Being used didn’t matter; nothing but sensation mattered now.
As one man came, he was replaced b
