Equilibrium Ep 2

Serenity stands between them. She looks at Vince and Seth like she owns the air they breathe. Balance, she says, is never gentle. They learn fast. She drops to her knees, takes both cocks in her hands, and feeds one deep past her tongue. Spit runs down her chin while the other slides wet between her fingers. She switches. Then she does it again. They try to hold back. She makes them lose it. Seth pushes her forward, lines up behind her, and starts fucking her ass. Hard, steady, mean. Every thrust knocks a grunt from her throat. Vince grips her hair and shoves his cock back down her throat so the sounds come out muffled and wet. She takes both at once—mouth and ass filled—and keeps going. They trade places. Vince sinks into her ass, Seth grabs her face. She looks up through tears and keeps her mouth open. They use her until the line between respect and ruin disappears. When they’re ready, they pull out and paint her tongue, her lips, her face. She swallows what she can, lets the rest drip off her chin, and smiles like she just won.