Chapter Seven: CreampieBy the fifth man, she can't keep herself up, her head flopping a little worryingly, her body shaking as his men f**k her hole. So, he slides a footstool from the side of the couch and gestures for the next men to put her belly side up over there. The stool is the perfect height to curl their fingers in her hair and f**k her mouth too.
Her eyes are glazed over and she's too out of it to struggle anymore, just taking their c***s into both her holes.
She's a beautiful thing, a lovely sight. He watches as she is filled the sixth, seventh, and then tenth time, come dripping out of her hole in a continuous flow, her hole so abused that it's gaping now, a hollow tube filled with semen.
She's whining pitifully, too full and sore even as she struggles to respond to their t
