Sinful Nights: A Collection Of Erotic Desires
The guys watched, mesmerized, as the fake cock disappeared into my body, then emerged, shiny and wet.
"Look at her lips," Mark breathed.
"They cling to it. They don't want to let go." Leo kept going in a slow, deep rhythm.
Ethan applied the vibrator to my clit. Ben and Derek returned to my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. Mark stroked my inner thighs.
I was lost. The world narrowed to the feeling of being filled, buzzed, and touched from all sides. I was a living, breathing centerfold, a pornographic dream come to life for these men. And I loved it.