I Had No Choice #22
A Fond Farewell
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While my husband watched them, leant a helping hand, or just stood beside me masturbating, my Bulls rode me all night, and in every position. I was well and truly fucked, used, consumed like a sex toy that was worn out.
Theo and the Pastor took turnabout at fucking me, each enthusiastically pounding my cum filled hole harder than the last man inside me, no matter the squelching mess that dribbled out of my well fucked hole. It was a competition between the Bulls - I was both the prize and the lucky winner.
They showered occasionally because both men sweated profusely due to their intense work rate. During those downtimes, my husband and I cuddled, kissed, and he occasionally cleaned me.