One man takes my left leg, another my right. Lifting me at the ankles, my legs are raised, bent at the knees and spread, my p***y fully exposed, stretched open. My legs supported, I can move. Arching my back, lifting my hips, I present myself for f*****g.
The man between my legs, stands back, peering into me. “Gorgeous," he says, and pokes a finger inside me, twiddling it around in circles, pressing his thumb against my clit.
I squeal and wriggle and he grins. “Oh, you´re good for plenty more aren´t you? Tell you what. I don´t think you´ve c*m yet, have you? Let´s sort that out before I have my own."
He shoves a couple of fingers inside me, probing at my wet cunt, thumb pressing against my clit, rubbing it back and forth. Sharp darts of arousal spear up through my belly, and I absolute
