She can’t get enough of that meat. The second those two guys walk in, she’s already dropping to her knees like a starving girl at an all-you-can-eat buffet—cock first, questions never asked. One slides between her lips before she even finishes swallowing the last load, gagging but grinning through it. Bent over the balcony railing with city lights blurring around them, ass up and face down like some kind of sinful offering. No lube needed when they’re this desperate—just raw hunger and zero foreplay. She takes every inch like she’s been waiting years for it. Sweaty hands grip hips so hard you can see fingerprints later.
