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Lila’s Point of View
Two men pinned me wide open, my thighs clamped over their arms, my wrists locked above, the pole hard against my spine. Their grip made me weightless, a doll stretched and displayed, my cunt bare, lips swollen and spread wide for every torch-lit eye.
Behind me, the woman’s breath spilled hot over my ass. Her tongue licked across my tight ring, wet and deliberate, circling my ridges, teasing the hole, flattening, then pushing harder to stab deeper inside my virgin back passage. Every lick detonated sparks in places I had never known existed. My shoulders slammed back against the pole, my spine jolted, my breasts bounced, and shame boiled into my chest until I thought I might faint from its intensity.
In front, another woman’s fingers worked me without mercy. She shoved two deep inside my pussy, her knuckles grinding against my walls, her thumb rolling my clit like she knew it was swollen, aching, oversized, and demanding attention. She played me like she’d been studying my cunt all her life, like it was her personal instrument to tune.