Try Me

The fight starts with Riley. She brushes past Aaron at the party, eyes locked on someone else, and that flickers something mean in him. He grabs her later, pulls her into a quiet room, and tells her exactly how this payback will go. Blindfold first. She bites her lip, then nods. The others wait just outside: Gabbie, Michael, Oliver, Small Hands, Vicki. They step in when Aaron calls. Riley stays on her knees, blonde hair spilling, big tits pushed out. Hands find her mouth, lips stretch around one cock, then another. Saliva drips down her chin while Aaron watches, arms folded. Someone peels her shirt off, leaving the blindfold tight. She takes two at once, cheeks hollow, throat working, and the men trade places without a word. The room stays dead quiet except for the wet sounds and Riley’s short breaths. Aaron steps forward last. He tilts her face up. “Still think you can take it?” Riley licks her bottom lip and smiles. “Try me.”