I don’t even wipe the cum off before the next three guys swarm me. The keyhole has done its job; the word is out. I’m dropped to my knees in the middle of the dressing room. Two guys unzip simultaneously, presenting their cocks to my face. I dive in, taking one thick shaft deep in my throat while the other rubs his head against my lips. I suck them both, my tongue swirling around their glans, gagging as they take turns shoving their cocks down my throat. I love the feeling of being overwhelmed, the smell of musk and sweat filling my nose.
While I’m busy swallowing, a third guy flips me over and spreads my cheeks. He doesn’t go for the pussy; he slides his thick, blunt head right into my tight asshole. I gasp, my eyes rolling back as he stretches my sphincter wide. He plunges in deep, his cock ripping through my tight hole. I’m being used from both ends, my mouth full of cock and my ass being hammered. The friction is intense, the heat building in my gut. Every thrust from behind pushes my pussy harder against the edge of the table. I’m leaking juice, my clit throbbing under the keyhole sticker. They treat me like a communal toy, swapping positions, swapping holes, and filling every available inch of me with their hard, pulsing meat





