Acceptance

Angela drowns in skin and heat. Hands pin her wrists, mouths claim her skin. She stops fighting. A thick black cock slides between her lips, and her throat opens like it was built for this. Two more press against her from behind, stretching her open at both ends. The cuffs bite, but the pain fades fast. She pushes back, takes them deeper. Every thrust knocks a broken sound out of her. Markus grips her hair and feeds her dick until her eyes water. Mick and Isiah pound her from behind, filling her so tight she shakes. Rob waits his turn, watching, stroking. Angela stops thinking. She just takes. Accepts. Her body lights up like it was waiting for this. She comes hard, choking, dripping, and still they use her. Angela rides the line between surrender and want until she can’t tell the difference. Sometimes letting go is the only way to win.