Nasty Cravings
The other groomsmen watched for a moment, mesmerized by the sight of Jason’s and George’s cock disappearing into Clara’s body.
The dual penetration was overwhelming. Clara cried out, a sound that was swallowed by the vast, empty space of the abandoned church. She was stretched, filled, utterly possessed.
George quickened his pace, moving in a counter-rhythm to Jason, the relentless thrusting making Clara’s vision blur. Her breasts swayed and bounced against Jason’s chest while her back pressed into George’s, moving with every jarring impact of their bodies.
After a few thrusts, George groaned, “Let’s turn her around. I wanna have a taste of her pussy too, man.”