Autumn Rose
She moves like smoke through the room, eyes red, mouth open. Two men wait on their knees, shirts gone, skin already marked from her teeth. She grabs the first by the hair and shoves his face between her tits, smothering him with warm flesh and the slow beat of something that should be dead. He moans into her cleavage. She drags the second closer by his belt and yanks him free, cock hard, veins tight. She drops to take him down her throat in one long push, bush pressed against his shin, spit running off her chin. He grabs her hair but she’s stronger. She works him deeper, gagging loud, lips stretched, then pulls off to let thick strings of spit stretch between tongue and shaft. The first man gets pulled in next. She alternates between them, throat flexing, jaw working, saliva coating her breasts until they shine. When she finally pulls back, she presses their cocks together between her tits, squeezing hard, sliding them up and down in the wet mess. They thrust like animals. She leans her head back, fangs showing, daring them. The first one breaks, shooting hot ropes across her chest. The second follows fast, cum landing in thick streaks over her nipples, sliding down the heavy curves. She smears it across herself with slow fingers, then licks one clean, eyes locked on both men, daring them to go again.
She moves like smoke through the room, eyes red, mouth open. Two men wait on their knees, shirts gone, skin already marked from her teeth. She grabs the first by the hair and shoves his face between her tits, smothering him with warm flesh and the slow beat of something that should be dead. He moans into her cleavage. She drags the second closer by his belt and yanks him free, cock hard, veins tight. She drops to take him down her throat in one long push, bush pressed against his shin, spit running off her chin. He grabs her hair but she’s stronger. She works him deeper, gagging loud, lips stretched, then pulls off to let thick strings of spit stretch between tongue and shaft. The first man gets pulled in next. She alternates between them, throat flexing, jaw working, saliva coating her breasts until they shine. When she finally pulls back, she presses their cocks together between her tits, squeezing hard, sliding them up and down in the wet mess. They thrust like animals. She leans her head back, fangs showing, daring them. The first one breaks, shooting hot ropes across her chest. The second follows fast, cum landing in thick streaks over her nipples, sliding down the heavy curves. She smears it across herself with slow fingers, then licks one clean, eyes locked on both men, daring them to go again.