Sloane I moaned loudly as Logan fucked me with the gun. I didn't care where we were or what we were doing…this was good. I felt good, and I loved every bit of it.“You love this, don't you? To be fucked like a slut.”“Yes…oh, yes,” I urged. I held him by the bicep, my other hand reaching toward where he held the gun. I urged him further, and this time, even faster.Dean and Hunter watched me like I was some kind of exhibition, their hard ones basically protruding from their boxer briefs.“It's my turn,” Dean said, and he replaced Logan soon after, but this time, both his fingers filled me so deeply before he placed the gun. My wetness was dripping down the gun, and the sounds of it coming in and out filled the entire room.“Anyone…could…walk…in.”“Let them.”I moaned loudly. Dean smirked as he continued. “You love that, don't you? You love the idea of people watching you while you get fucked raw, don't you?”I nodded, gasping while I moaned. “Yes…y…yes.”“Good.”He motioned to Logan,
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