They own him completely. Brunettes in lingerie and robes pin the inked guy down, naked and exposed on the bed. Black hair cascades as one brunette's mouth engulfs his cock, sucking deep with rhythmic bobs. Hands everywhere — stroking shaft, cupping balls, teasing tip. Another brunette leans in, tongue flicking alongside, their lips brushing in sloppy teamwork. Third brunette watches close, fingers tracing his tats, urging faster tempo. Pace surges. Hips buck up against their control. Bed creaks under the frenzy, ruthless rhythm driving him wild.
