Marcus was f*****g me like he wanted to break me.
Every brutal thrust pushed me deeper into the couch as he pounded my p***y without mercy. His thick c**k stretched me so wide it hurt in the most addictive way possible. I couldn’t even form proper words anymore — just broken moans and sobs.
“f**k… you’re ruining me,” I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders.
Marcus grinned down at me, sweat dripping from his forehead. “That’s the f*****g point, baby. We’re going to ruin this tight little cunt for any other man.”
Alexander grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, forcing me to look up at him while his partner destroyed my p***y.
“You hear that?” Alexander growled. “This p***y doesn’t belong to you anymore. It’s ours. Say it.”
“It’s yours!” I screamed. “My p***y belongs to both
