BLACKED Shy model Anya gets DPed by two huge BBCs

How many now? Once with Klink and three from these guys already. Groping me and kissing me makes blond-stubble hard enough to be ready to enter, and he steers me back onto my belly on the bed. I’m not resisting any more, but he triggers my Reflex again anyway, moments before he cums inside my ass with a grunting climax. I think he does it because he know it’s the last thing I want. I am empty. Blackness. The dark haired one, he who took me first is already aroused again. I’m made to kneel and take his penis in my mouth this time. Cowed by the direst threats of punishment with the egg or the Reflex if I even touch him with my teeth, I work my tongue and lips to bring him to full hardness. This is the first time I’ve tasted a man’s blowjob cock. They’re outdoor so disgusting I have to fight the urge to retch. Dark-hair didn’t think it necessary to clean himself after his first conquest of me, so his stale dick is flavored semen, my blood and the foul taste of my own backside. It doggystyle pleases him to see me react to what I’m enduring, so I’m forced to keep my gaze directed humbly up at him the whole time, never breaking contact. My eyes, he tells me are “big and beautiful”. It’s not easy to keep looking up at him while flooded with the taste of my own shit, especially when he thrusts so deep into me he makes me retch from the sensitive trigger at the back of my throat. But each time I’m forced to look away, unable to avoid swallowing or even blinking, there is a harsh slap to my face, rough enough to leave my cheek hot and stinging. Dark-hair partially withdraws as he climaxes, which means he dumps his load on my tongue rather than letting me immediately swallow it. I gulp, but my throat still feels coated with the vile sticky substance, as warm as body temperature and tasting of salt and urine. “We’d threesome better get her back,” blonde stubble says then. “We’ve been over an hour now.” I feel soiled to my soul, but at least it sounds like for now we’re done. Escorted by the men who beat and raped me, I pad back out the brothel, still naked. If I could I would try to walk with my thighs crossed, that I might hide the place between my legs, but I feel so swollen by the egg in my womb I have to keep my knees apart in a graceless hobble. The men still seem to find the sight of me arousing though, and they make me remain ten yards ahead interracial of them along the mezzanine, so they can watch my bare ass move. She just whispered ‘yes’ and doggystyle grabbed my shoulder. She is naked. The t-shirt had ridden up to the middle of her back exposing all that smooth, soft dark flesh. Cooper exited the interracial Cadillac, then walked around and held his hand out for me. “Jimmy, when blowjob you leave, don’t go through threesome the yard to the alley. “Oh,” he replied. Here . outdoor . .